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porter_inc) wrote2006-12-17 03:16 am
porter_inc) wrote2006-12-17 03:16 am
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100moods: Annoyed
October 2006
"Can we not make this about you, please?"
Peter put down his glass and frowned at his friend. "I'm sorry?"
"You may not have noticed it, but every single thing I've brought up in my story, you've managed to turn it into something about you."
"I hadn't noticed," Peter shrugged.
"Yeah, well, you have."
"Sorry." Peter took a sip of his drink. "Why don't you finish your story."
"Thank you," Will scowled. "Anyway, like I was saying, the woman had the biggest cucumber in her cart that I had ever seen. I mean, it would have been vulgar to me if I didn't already have the dirtiest mind in three counties. I couldn't stop staring at it!"
Peter giggled and shook his head. "I flirted with a guy in the produce section once, using nothing but..." He stopped when he noticed Will's annoyed expression. "I'm doing it again, aren't I?"
"Mmm hmm."
"I'm sorry. Go ahead."
Will sighed and continued. "Anyway, she caught me looking at it and walked away so quickly, I knew she thought I was a pervert."
"God, that reminds me of the time..." Peter pressed his lips together. "Sorry."
Shaking his head, Will looked at his friend for a few long moments before continuing. "So I go to check out, and the woman's in the line next to me. There also happened to be some rag with a picture of Orli and me on the cover right next to her and she sort of did a double take and I knew she recognized me."
He paused then, looking at Peter expectantly.
"What?" Peter asked, taking another sip.
"You're not interrupting me."
"Oh." Peter smiled. "That's only because I've never been in the tabloids."
"Can we not make this about you, please?"
Peter put down his glass and frowned at his friend. "I'm sorry?"
"You may not have noticed it, but every single thing I've brought up in my story, you've managed to turn it into something about you."
"I hadn't noticed," Peter shrugged.
"Yeah, well, you have."
"Sorry." Peter took a sip of his drink. "Why don't you finish your story."
"Thank you," Will scowled. "Anyway, like I was saying, the woman had the biggest cucumber in her cart that I had ever seen. I mean, it would have been vulgar to me if I didn't already have the dirtiest mind in three counties. I couldn't stop staring at it!"
Peter giggled and shook his head. "I flirted with a guy in the produce section once, using nothing but..." He stopped when he noticed Will's annoyed expression. "I'm doing it again, aren't I?"
"Mmm hmm."
"I'm sorry. Go ahead."
Will sighed and continued. "Anyway, she caught me looking at it and walked away so quickly, I knew she thought I was a pervert."
"God, that reminds me of the time..." Peter pressed his lips together. "Sorry."
Shaking his head, Will looked at his friend for a few long moments before continuing. "So I go to check out, and the woman's in the line next to me. There also happened to be some rag with a picture of Orli and me on the cover right next to her and she sort of did a double take and I knew she recognized me."
He paused then, looking at Peter expectantly.
"What?" Peter asked, taking another sip.
"You're not interrupting me."
"Oh." Peter smiled. "That's only because I've never been in the tabloids."