'The silent treatment? How very school playground of you.'
Jim doesn't like being ignored, but whatever. He whips his phone out too - Wilford has never given him his number, but like that would ever stop him - and sends a text of his own.
Tell the boy to stop being boring.
The implicit or I'll make my own entertainment will probably be clear. Jim hits 'send', secure in the knowledge that his number's untraceable, and hops down off the counter.
'Don't mind if I put some music on, do you? And the dog looks hungry. May I?'
Without waiting for an answer, he passes the fridge, opens the door and grabs a tub of leftover Korean food. Oops! Well, no matter, Autor. You won't need to clean it up, because Buster's right on that.
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Jim doesn't like being ignored, but whatever. He whips his phone out too - Wilford has never given him his number, but like that would ever stop him - and sends a text of his own.
Tell the boy to stop being boring.
The implicit or I'll make my own entertainment will probably be clear. Jim hits 'send', secure in the knowledge that his number's untraceable, and hops down off the counter.
'Don't mind if I put some music on, do you? And the dog looks hungry. May I?'
Without waiting for an answer, he passes the fridge, opens the door and grabs a tub of leftover Korean food. Oops! Well, no matter, Autor. You won't need to clean it up, because Buster's right on that.