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| Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up Quote:
Originally Posted by ArianaBlack He asked himself the same question constantly. Qwuakstantly.
Claude wouldn't apologize for causing such a scene. Their onlookers and eavesdroppers were truly getting great entertainment value for the sweet price of free. Perhaps they ought to charge, hm? Something to think about for next time. You can take the bro out of finance, but you can't- "I've always got you, you nut." To accuse him of anything else is simply lying. And here he was thinking Cella was above fibbing. She could act an angel all she wanted ... but those weren't angel wings that she wore. "It just won't be the same, I couldn't do it justice the way you can. Such a shame," he hung his head in sad resignation. Despite her protests.
Egg-cellent idea. Rollercoaster next time. Scrambled egg. "Have you got something stuck in your throat?" He teased, pinching her. Though let the record show he was smiling still. It'd take a lot to wipe the grin off his features in her presence.
And, Claude? Peddle drama? Nooooo. That is so unlike him. He would neverrrrrrrrrrr. Literally neverrrrrrrr. He chose not to answer that question on account of he famously did not peddle. "Loaded question," he raised a single brow. 'Liking' something could mean many things. Did he like the financial opportunities it afforded? Did he like the career prospects and practicality? Did he like how little thought he had to give to succeed? How it allowed him ample time to take up other hobbies such as video calling and library perusing? And beyond that, did liking it really matter? Did it make a difference? Was it enough to question the choice? To put it simply: "No." And that is the truth. "But I didn't have any expectation that I would." So he hadn't been disappointed, if that is what she wanted to know. And he had no answers? Cella hoped Claude at least had some sort of eggsplanation as his working hypothesis.
See, charging people for their unwanted performance was an idea that would only ever come from someone with a fin bro mindset. Cella would never! BUt, suppose, it's fine if he agreed to split it with her. Wonder what they'd do with all the profit they could make. "Then you are supposed to believe me. Also... nut?! Why do you hate me?" If this hadn't been a bit of a crowded sidewalk and he hadn't a drink in hand, he would have been soooo tackled! Unapologetically! And then ride on his back the entire trip to the café. How far away was it, anyway?
Oh, how dare he steal the pinchy pinch ideas from her! Cella wiggled a bit at the pinch, even though she was laughing. She deserved that after all the pinches Claude had suffered in her hands. "No, my throat is perfectly fine. I think I nailed my impression of you, though, yeah?" Hehehe.
Cella didn't think it was a loaded question. A lot of things were easily answered with a simple yes or no, but Cella also knew of nuances. Science had plenty of those. She would have expected Claude to answer her with one word, though, because he liked simple that way. But she could hear the honesty in his response, and so Cella offered a little half-crooked smile. "Oh, and here I was thinking you loved demand curves so much." She was kidding, of course. But to Cella, as he could probably tell, liking the class was so important. She couldn't imagine herself forcing uninteresting concepts into her head for the sake of passing.
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