“then what’s the goddamn point in even commenting on it in the first place?! you don’t know if i’m trying to bed him or not, we’ve barely had any dates happen!” she shouldn’t have even brought it up, and yet here she was, getting worked up over everything all over again and clearly not convinced with the answer she’d been given, judging by the scoff she let out. “right, mild interest. ‘cause that’s believable.”

      _{“you’ve had some though, haven’t you?” he was making sure to poke and prod. just to get some information out about him. it might not be much, but it would have at least been something. “even gotten to the point where you care for him.” he left off the little quip about more than me. no, he wasn’t going down that route today.}  

       _{“maybe,” he continued on, his hands sliding into his pockets, “i’m simply wanting to check up on my girl.” he gave a shrug as he walked forward, “then again, maybe i just am looking for a target, and am going to give into all those little urges you know so well about.” and then rip off his head.}