04-07-2020, 08:24 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; color: #494949; font-family: karla; font-size: 9pt; letter-spacing: 0.2px; word-spacing: 1px; margin-top: 10px;"]at this point , rory expects the world to be upset with him.
what he doesn't expect it for odessa to once again defend him from those who defended her. did he deserve it? absolutely not. and if he were in her shoes , he's pretty sure he himself would have kept quiet over holland's own defenses. but no , holland defended her and she demanded he'd apologize. if he wasn't pissed , he'd have felt smug about it. that's what holland deserved for assuming hero of every fucking story he was in.
freddie , on the other hand , attempts to assuage the crowd. rory , for the first time , felt vexed by the other's attempts at humoring— possibly himself rather than anything— but luckily not enough to cause a scene. shit already escalated enough, and no matter how obnoxious freddie could be , rory sometimes appreciated it. the last thing he needed was to be on the bad side of someone he sort-of-kind-of considered a friend.
boy wonder. he hates he answers the endearing nicknamed coined by odessa herself. he wasn't one for nicknames , especially given by those he barely knew , but absentmindedly , he found it beginning to stick. rory almost ignored her , but begrudgingly turned and walked back , hands stuffed in his pockets. as he reaches odessa , he extends a hand towards her. "sorry." he repeats , this time less asshole-y. it was the least she deserved for once again coming to his defense.
his eyes flicker towards freddie, he acknowledges him— silently thanks him— with a nod before helping odessa to her feet.
what he doesn't expect it for odessa to once again defend him from those who defended her. did he deserve it? absolutely not. and if he were in her shoes , he's pretty sure he himself would have kept quiet over holland's own defenses. but no , holland defended her and she demanded he'd apologize. if he wasn't pissed , he'd have felt smug about it. that's what holland deserved for assuming hero of every fucking story he was in.
freddie , on the other hand , attempts to assuage the crowd. rory , for the first time , felt vexed by the other's attempts at humoring— possibly himself rather than anything— but luckily not enough to cause a scene. shit already escalated enough, and no matter how obnoxious freddie could be , rory sometimes appreciated it. the last thing he needed was to be on the bad side of someone he sort-of-kind-of considered a friend.
boy wonder. he hates he answers the endearing nicknamed coined by odessa herself. he wasn't one for nicknames , especially given by those he barely knew , but absentmindedly , he found it beginning to stick. rory almost ignored her , but begrudgingly turned and walked back , hands stuffed in his pockets. as he reaches odessa , he extends a hand towards her. "sorry." he repeats , this time less asshole-y. it was the least she deserved for once again coming to his defense.
his eyes flicker towards freddie, he acknowledges him— silently thanks him— with a nod before helping odessa to her feet.