>>16035321"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested. Also, just because we're on the beach doesn't mean you get to talk in beach slang. I can tell you don't pertain well to tourists as well, but that doesn't give you any excuse to mess with them. Especially Calem, he did nothing to you and it's wrong of you to abuse him like that. You should look in the mirror and ask yourself if you want to be treated like that, because I know for a fact that I don't, and you attempting to seduce me is only furthering your stereotype as a one-hundred percent jerk."
She turns the page on her magazine.
Skeeter pauses.
He's speechless.
So are his buddies.
Could this be it? Has Miss Leading finally beat the Skeet? That seems a little bit too fast, there wasn't any climax to be seen, no rising action, barely an introduction. Unless he's a total cheapskate there must be something fishy going on.
Skeeter's trademark grin returns."HAHAHAHAHAHA LOOK AT THIS FUCKING FAGGOT HE NEEDS A CHICK TO FIGHT HIS BATTLES!"
His confidence regained, he starts laughing at you, as does his buddies. Everything is already back to normal.
"OH SHIT LOOK AT HIM, HE'S GONNA CRY!"
"A BLOO BLOO BLOO, MUM THE BULLIES DONE HURT ME FEELINGS!"
"CAN'T BEAT DA SKEET!"
Skeeter basks in the appreciation, crossing his arms behind his back like a real fucking neat-o pro, "I bet you can't even throw a punch, loser."
A) Stand up for yourself and her right aboooout here.
B) Let her "fight your battle" some more.
C) Throw a punch.
