7 Tips For Beating The $*!# Out Of Social Anxiety
10-31-2018, 03:22 PM
The male seemed a bit off put by her response, but honestly? Sephira couldn't find it in herself to care. Not only had he startled her, but he had startled her out of a pursuit for food. That was a cardinal sin in her book. On any other day she probably would have appreciated a bit of flirting, even if he wasn't really her type, but today she was hangry and if he wanted to stick around he was just going to have to deal. He seemed startled by her response, so maybe she'd blame that on the fact that she couldn't make much sense of his reply. Chit chat couldn't hurt? On a duck hunt? Okay, maybe she hadn't been clear enough, but instead of replying she rolled her eyes. The tentative plan was to keep her mouth shut until he decided she was boring and left her alone, but unfortunately he continued to talk. "Unless you're one of those weird, brooding, loner types?" Even the repeated attempt at flirtation he tacked onto the end couldn't keep her from bristling. Her eyes narrowed, whipping her head back around to level him with a firm glare. "Could be. Or I'm just your average everyday wolf who hasn't eaten in a few days, who would really prefer you keep it sheathed, thankyouverymuch." Gods, was it just her or did all males seem to resort to the 'horndog' setting when thrown off their game? Not like it was her fault, but she had more or less given up on the prospect of eating today. She let out a long breath and allowed her shoulders to droop, head dipping down in resignation. She grumbled, "If my chances were slim before, I don't even wanna know what they look like now. I give." Turning her entire body this time, Seph shifted to face him. "No offense, I'm not sure your company is going to stack up against finding a meal, but you seem determined to try anyways. You sure you're gonna be able to make it worth my while?" Sephira waited, unimpressed, to see if maybe her garish social skills would scare him off after all. |
