On the first impression of the enigma that is Christophe Gogol, the business like mockery that spewed out of his mouth was everything but sweet. Always above and in front, his back to you, ignoring you, a silent mockery to you, because you are irrelevant. If you we're lucky, or unfortunate, he'll turn around and glance at you with blue eyes as cold as ice, say a few dismissive words, and saunter you ever kept his attention on you, you'll probably lose it, because he already killed you, or his attention was probably a trick of reality.
If you run around in circles around him - if you actually caught up with him - he'll just walk the other way, rolling his eyes at the stupidity. Come up to him with a gun, you'll be dead in a blink of an eye. If your on the floor begging for attention, he'll probably tell you to fuck off. If you offered him a silver platter with food piled on it, he'll dismiss it with poison. If your crying -well, I think you've got the idea. He'll just brush you off, turn his back, and keep on mocking you. So you see, my good friend, -
"HEYY. Are you sure about the food part? What about deserts? "
"pfft. Like I said before- wait. Where did you come from? "
" CHRISTOPHEEE! I HAVE CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES! CHRISTOPHE? YOO-HOO! "
"Ah, cookies? Milina, would you care to share those delectable sweets? "
"You like cookies? Heehee! Well, here you- NOPE! JUST KIDDING! YOU'RE NOT GETTING ANY OF THESE ! HEEHEEHEEHEE! " -runs away-
"What? NO! Moja księsznicka ciasteczho! Come back! NOOOO! "
" -throws hands up, then facepalming- what. just happened."
A/N: just had the urge to lighten up the mood, since the last one was so... depressing. :v its short, i know. but the last one was so long...in my opinon. XD
I OWN NOTHING!