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The whole seconds when Ari blabbered in response to him, Ives couldn’t help but let his skepticism grow more. He has grown with the mindset of “for everything, there is payment” after all, and he didn’t go this far being gullible and obedient. He seriously doubted this was her age of enlightenment and betterment; not during senior year. But she really seemed to need help, and so he just decided to go with the flow. He nodded and nodded, giving slight smiles to match her happy expressions.
“You know, for someone who says I’m rude, you’re even worst yourself.”
Ives was taken aback—well, not much—at her statement. What did he expect, though? He shrugged, laughing. “Well, what can I say? I love being a hypocrite sometimes.” he said, playing with the door keys in his hand, ever-so-slightly intending it to be loud as she talked again. “Sorry… sorry?” he repeated, making it sound like he was going to throw some big aggression on the girl later. He paused for a second, smiling insincerely. “Yeah, alright, I forgive you for things… but I’m not really the person you should be saying sorry to. If, you know, you’re genuine.” he rose his brows as he sighed, “So, was that what you wanted to talk about or is there something more?”
@Kristi- Ari