Disturbia
“How many times must I tell you…”
“….You’re not my friend.” He chuckled as he finished her sentence for her. “Oh my darling girl, when will you ever learn?!” He shook his head in a patronising manner, slowly bringing his hand to straighten out the collar of his crisp white shirt, brushing himself down in preparation.
“….You’re not my friend.” He chuckled as he finished her sentence for her. “Oh my darling girl, when will you ever learn?!” He shook his head in a patronising manner, slowly bringing his hand to straighten out the collar of his crisp white shirt, brushing himself down in preparation.