I looked at her and she wasn’t crying or anything, just playing dumb. Or maybe she really was dumb and a fatty, a great combination. Now, when you’re bullying someone you actually want to get a reaction from them. This fatty here is playing deaf and it’s not the reaction I wanted. So I continued.
“What? You won’t tell me your vital stat? I’ll just have to guess then. Let’s see...”
I moved my chair slightly facing her position and eyed her from head to toe. I had to stop myself from gagging.
“36-24-36” I stated, mockingly. “That’s just the vital stat of your legs.” This time I got a reaction. She flinched.
I wasn’t contented by that. I wanted--.
What the hell did I want?