nothing hurts more than someone who takes time to plot out three or four threads with you, but then ignores everything that has to do with your character, whether it be replies or just ask memes. If you didn’t want to do it, then why bother plotting with me? It feels worse than being ignored or just told no.
“Hey, Summer! Hi to you too!”
“Snowballs are the only good thing about winter.” She makes another one and hefts it, eyeing him.
“It’s a quite pretty name, lass. But… you haven’t told me what’s your job.”
“Oh, I work from home, I’m a web developer.” That was a little easier; he wasn’t flirting quite so hard and she didn’t mind talking about her life. What there was to talk about, anyway.
“I, uh, no. No. I sleep in that shirt, that’s why it’s so huge.”