 Ama!Nabs IS NAMED MINHO & Is SO Black Panther Right Now
Ian was currently busy grinning maliciously at everyone's turned back when he saw Getti's head turn. Upon the slightest movement, he stopped his slouching, stiffening his shoulders for a better stance. A stance that suited his tall form better. Scowling back at her, Hoshino allowed her to talk pretending he didn't catch her dig towards him.
It was the way That Woman worked. She could acknowledge your presence without really doing it, and stomp on you without physically doing so. Sadist.
As she turned around, waving one hand in the air and chirping her favorite phrase, Ian Hoshino mimicked her words from the safety of his door frame.
At least Mona was considerably pleasant, and rosy and cheery. Slipping his hands into his trouser pockets, he sighed heavily, as if having spoken had been such a tedious task; which it kind of was. "My services aren't needed, are they?"
I need coffee, his longing look towards the break room revealed. Not that anyone could read thoughts. |