𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬┊✓

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"Cause you were and still are - may I remind you - a mess of perspiration!" He whined loudly and I just burst of laughing.

"A mess of perspiration? Of all the shit you could have said, you said perspiration? We're not in fucking health class Hunter, you could've easily said a mess of sweat," I laughed even harder.

"Adrianna, go fuck yourself, like actually."

"Well aren't you just asking for it," I muttered.

"What was that?"

"What was what?"

"That," he said skeptically.

"That?"

"Yes that!" He whined, annoyed.

"What's that?" I asked with a smile.

"I am so done with this conversation!"

"I am so done with this conversation," I mimicked in a high pitched voice, flipping my hair.

"Adrianna," he growled and it was clearly evident he was loosing patience. This is amazing!

"Hunter," I said aggressively, leaning forward and narrowing my eyes.

"I wanted to talk to you, and now I can't remember what about," he whined like a child covering his face with his palms.

"Of course you'd forget, you're like the biggest damned drama queen," I stated simply, looking at my chipping nails.

"My feelings.

"Are conflicted with you right now," he almost screamed in frustration and I laughed again.

"Hunter, you say that as if I could help you."

"Aren't you just the most sarcastic bitch," he said rhetorically.

"Yes," I said as a matter of fact, "which is exactly why I won the 'Most Sarcastic Bitch' of the year award. I thought you knew this," I feigned hurt.

"How do people actually put up with you," he looked at me incredulously.

"They don't. They put down with me," I snapped at him and giggled.

"Okay, you know, you are unbelievable. Like you are actually unbelievable," he stated, staring at me.

"I thought we established this a while back? Hunter why are you so behind on this, come on now," I snapped my fingers twice in front his face.

He grabbed my finger, "I will bite you."

"Jokes on you, cause it's a 'mess of perspiration' and I've showered with you before so."

"Oh my god, I don't remember you being this irritating," he looked at the ceiling.

"Well I mean, the last time we did really spend time together was when we were children. And why the hell are you looking at the ceiling, is God helping you or something?"