—Her left eyebrow arched in disbelief and surprise, and her gaze followed James’ pace as if he were suspicious of something. Her arms loosened, and fell clumsily to her sides. Her lips laid slightly open, as if she were to complain, but she didn’t. Instead, her face contorted in a frown.— Damn, doc. You must be really lonely, or bored, cause I can’t see you as an altruistic one.— she snorted in a tamed laughter, an her posture was suddenly relaxed.— So, what’s the plan, Doc? A good ole shopping spree and a big ole rant?
I’m not charging you for this, so you might as well not consider it an expense on your daddy’s pocket. — The man loosened his necktie a bit, while walking just a few steps to his right side, in a circular fashion respective to Mack. He offered her a gentle smile for the first time, alternating from the rather condescending gaze he always had with her. — Mind if I tag along? For today, I’d rather hear you rant than go deaf by the silence of a miserable Sunday.
Yes, they always are, ok? —she replied, exasperated, and crossed her arms gruffly in an almost childish manner, posing her irritated gaze on the man as one of her feet tapped on the floor impatiently.— Is this session gonna take long? Cause I really need to go on a good ole shopping spree; it really sucks having a shitty day almost every day.
