Zulimar glanced back at Joseph as he spoke, his face flushing completely red at Joseph’s statement and sly grin. He opened his mouth to retort, but his head was spinning so fast he couldn’t think of what to say, simply deciding to take another deep inhale of smoke.
Is he hitting on me? No way, that’s stupid. Not like I like him anyway. Zulimar continued to focus on his own thoughts, only somewhat listening to what Joseph was saying. Hearing the word ‘dangerous’ Zulimar’s attention was brought back to Joseph. He listened quietly as he spoke, somewhat curious now as to who exactly Joseph was.
He let out a deep breath, smoke drifting into the air above him. “Well, it’s not exactly that hard to tell you’re not like most ‘disabled’ people. You don’t even know how to use a walking stick.” He smirked, “and to be fair, it’s not like I’m the best person to hang out with either, obviously.” He took another drag, watching Joseph curiously now.
“And bad jokes are always terrible. End of discussion.”
(( Hey np dude. Mine are just as long :p))