“Oh, yes, I’m supposed to guess that you were in a relationship when you say things like ‘I don’t want to date the same type of girl that would be boring’,” she spat back.
She folded her arms and turned her gaze to Isaac, mouth crimping. “What, I’m not supposed to know how much you don’t really like yourself? I’m not much of a friend,” she sneered slightly at Martin, “if I don’t notice that.”
”Yeah the same type, I didn’t say the same girl,
If I date a girl who’s obsessed with books,
I’ll probably enjoy the relationship for different reasons,
than I would for someone who plays lots of sports.
Besides, what does it even matter?
You know what? I’m done here.”And with that, Martin turned and left, not even bothering to wait for Isaac knowing full well Isaac would have a few things to say to Summer by themselves.
”It doesn’t matter whether you noticed it or not,
you’re not much of a friend,
and it’s because you decided to make a joke out of it.
Leave me the hell alone, and consider our friendship over.”
“Oh, god /damn/ it.”
