Greg Heffley Characteristics 소설 & 이야기

He had a slash mark on his chin down to his neck. What stood out most about Greg was his quiet character. He was a man of few words, choosing his speech carefully and rarely raising his voice. He oozed an aura of calm and confidence, which made it clear he was in control. His piercing blue eyes were observant, always scanning his surroundings, making you feel safe under his watchful gaze.

“Hi, Sheila. Yeah, uh… network’s been bad these days.” “It’s been bad for a month?” she snapped. “Steven, be serious.” I winced. If Greg was brilliant and stylish. Sheila was a nerdy nerd. Unlike her big brother, she was every inch the definition of the word. Quick-witted, a loner who preferred coding to parties, plain with no fashion sense, but with an IQ of 140. The kind of person who could sniff out a lie even through a glitchy screen. “You’re his assistant,” she said, folding her arms. “You always know where he is. Is something wrong? Did he elope with Mona, because I can't reach her number either?"

Certainly, yes. How about his personality? Well. All I could say is that when it rained outside with negative characteristics, Charlie caught everything on his own. Being boastful. Arrogant. Cold-hearted. Impulsive. Dishonest. And even greed. He's undeniably on top of those qualities and characteristics. "Think whatever you like, you moron! Charlie Frost is just my brother-in-law. Nothing more. Nothing less. So, you better get the hell out of my sight before I'm gonna kill you."

His hair was chestnut brown, curly and unruly on his head. He was slightly tanned and there were a few faded freckles on the bridge of his nose. I didn't know him, but I answered him nevertheless. "Hi" I said, smiling, albeit shyly for it had been a while since people approached me just to say 'hi'. His green eyes shone as he jutted his hand out towards me. "I'm Elliot Heffley. I'm new here and was just looking around for a friendly face." He joked, politely, with a small laugh and I tensed slightly at the fact that someone was actually talking to me, nicely without an agenda. It was refreshing and I smiled at him.