7 Tips For Beating The $*!# Out Of Social Anxiety
11-14-2018, 09:38 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-14-2018, 09:39 AM by Sephira.)
The fact that this male remained largely unruffled was an annoyance in of itself. He was persistent, she'd give him that. He brushed off her comment, calling her presumptuous. She rolled her eyes. Sure. She'd seen enough cocky young wolves in her day, and when one opened a conversation the way this had begun, it was typically only leading in one direction. "Right." She blinked, unimpressed. Were her ears deceiving her, or was he hedging for a second date? She laughed, despite herself. "Sure thing, wise guy. Thanks for the warning." Well at least now if she ever caught wind of him again she'd know whether to stick around or not. She was much more fond of the female persuasion if she was being honest with herself, so good luck to him. "Don't worry, we'll find you a meal," he assured, followed by a promise that she would learn to tolerate him eventually. We'll see about that. This guy certainly had confidence, she'd give him that. She stood and shook her coat gently. "You find me something to eat, maybe I won't head for the hills next time I smell you coming my way. Big talk only does so much to fill me up." She winked and stalked after him, careful to creep among the reeds so as not to startle any waterfowl that could be drifting unawares nearby. "Talk" "You" Think |
