A/N: Sorry for the late update. Inspiration to write is hard to come by nowadays.
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Chapter Three – Knowing
Sigh.
Is it possible for one to die from stupidity?
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Hm. That question remains to be seen. There's people like me and...everyone else. I dare not rope myself with those who can't keep up with my intellectuality. Is it my fault you people are slow and brainless? No, I think not.
….and John says I need to work on my social skills. Preposterous.
Honestly, it becomes tiresome when I have explain myself to such idiots who can't seem to grasp such simple concepts. It's deductive reasoning! How simple-minded are you stupid people?!
– ahem. Anyway. Boring week, nothing new. I can't be bothered with Mrs. Hudson and her lost kitty cat. Wasting my time on inane tasks such as those is abhorring. So annoying.
But nothing abhorred me the most than that blasted female – Kagome, I found her name to be. It was easy, really. Molly would really do just about anything for a bit of attention. Females really do pay particular attention to compliments. Interesting, really interesting.
But her. Her. I spotted her sitting at a nearby cafe. There was a small cup of steaming coffee seated in front of her and a half-eaten croissant sitting idly on a glass plate. A few crumbs were on the table and she seemed to be deeply engrossed in that medical textbook of hers. She was drinking a white mocha, no milk and no classic. Unsweetened, I believe.
Disgusting.
I was about a few buildings down from where she was seated but I just know she knew I was watching her. I'm still trying to deduct just how she seemed to know where I was and when I watching her. Did she really know? Or was it just mere coincidence that she seemed to have lifted her head up and stared straight at me with those knowing, blue orbs of hers?
I highly doubt it though. But the question remains to be seen.
– SH