[Vincent meets the stare without an ounce of shame, going so far as to boldly reach out and pick up another piece of fruit to start munching on as he continued to hold the disapproving look. if it truly bothered him that much, he was right next to him. there was nothing stopping him from attempting to retrieve his groceries.]
Just my own.
[the only ones that really mattered in the long run. or at least, the only ones that mattered for the sake of this conversation. in truth he really couldn't say that he particularly cared how polite other people were, to him or otherwise. his anger would be roused regardless of how courteously his hot button issues were packaged.]
no subject
Just my own.
[the only ones that really mattered in the long run. or at least, the only ones that mattered for the sake of this conversation. in truth he really couldn't say that he particularly cared how polite other people were, to him or otherwise. his anger would be roused regardless of how courteously his hot button issues were packaged.]