Novel & Cerita He's About To Do Something Stupid

“Almost let me question my judgement for following you, but it’s you, so…” Jai frowned. “That’s almost twice. What does that even mean?” “Sometimes when you have a stupid friend who does stupid things, you wonder why would that person do stupid things. Especially since that certain friend knows it’s stupid. But since you remember that your friend is stupid, so him doing stupid things is actually no wonder. And then you realize that you almost question something that’s plainly obvious, which is also stupid—if you actually wonder about it, which makes you also stupid.”

He’s spent the time we’ve known each other actively trying to kill me, yet he’s acting like a superficial cut is the end of the world? He sits me down on the toilet and grabs a first aid kit, throwing me into further confusion. What is happening right now and how is it happening? “This happened as a result of your stupidity.” he says softly. My brows furrow, trying to understand who he’s talking to with that tone. I get snapped at, growls, sneers, not this. It registers later that he’s called me stupid. I try to snatch my hand back and he holds it firm, bringing his eyes to mine and it knocks the wind out of me.

I say and he looks at me like I said the stupidest thing he has ever heard. “Are you high right now?” He asks and slides forwards in his seat. “You’re going to do what?” I open my mouth and he stops me from talking with a raised hand. “What are you going to say exactly?” He ass further and I brace for his next words. I know it sounds crazy but I have to do something. “Hey, I’m seeing Ryo now and I would appreciate it if you don’t act crazy.” He says his eyes popping out of his head.

The man lumbering toward us falters in his step, then squares his shoulders. “Get out of it Ivy!” Henley demands of me as he fights to get to me. I just focus my eyes on the dumbass coming closer. The same dumbass who will help me get out of this hold. He just doesn’t know it yet. “Looks like the little mousey got caught in a trap,” the guy taunts. I blink at his stupid words. “What, no smart comment now?” the idiot holding me says. “You want me to respond to his stupidity? I’m not even sure how. I don’t speak stupid,” I say with a grunt wiggling in the guy’s hold. Now, I just need the stupid guy to come a little closer so I can get them both at once.

“Classmates.” “Yes.” “You think I’m stupid?” I didn’t answer. That was a mistake. His face twisted with anger. “You think you can run around with boys like that and embarrass me? Going down the same path your mother did?” My chest tightened painfully at the mention of her. “Don’t talk about my mother.” “I’ll talk about whoever I damn well want.” His voice boomed suddenly, filling the small house. “You think you can just do whatever you want? Run around with boys and make me look like a fool?”

, He laughed at me "You're stüpīd!", He even grabbed his stomach haha funny I'm stupid? Stupid? Me? Stupid? Fvck you! "I hate you!", He stopped laughing and began being serious "Take back what you said!", Oh he's angry, again, I must be the one to get angry! "I do not want!" "One!" "Two!", I replied, will we play a counting game huh is he the only one who knows how to count? I know how, too!

"Isn't that risky? Just walking into the lion's den?" I arched a brow at him. "How stupid do you think I am?" "I'm sorry.." He stuttered. "What's your plan?" I chuckled. "My plan just started actually."

The question of knowing my aunt's favourite pie briefly crossed my mind. His left hand closed into a fist and he gritted his teeth.“ I was so stupid wanting to do something special for her, only to see her smiling up into this tall handsome man's eyes as if he was the one holding her moon.” He slammed the clenched fist on the wooden table, rattling the few stationery on it. “Diana, I felt so stupid. I was so dumb thinking I could do something nice and she would appreciate it. Very dumb! Stupid! Useless!”

This dumb idiot! "Because I made up the story," I croaked out, "how could you be so stupid as to believe in singing like that?" I asked angrily. As if insulting him wasn't enough, I spat at him, and even though the spittle didn't hit where I wanted it to, it still managed to grace his left foot where I watched it slowly dissolve into nothingness. Oh God, I am stupid. So stupid. I shouldn't have yelled, I shouldn't even have spat at him- because somehow I felt like an alarm just ticked off, and his cool demeanor turned into a psychotic beast in the blink of an eye.

How a being that has lived for more than hundreds of years can still be so stupid is beyond me. Judging by the scowl on his face, he didn't get it. The poor guy jumps up, kicks the chair and grabs onto his hair. "Of all the possibilities, he had to break every law and choose a stupid one," he hisses, pacing around like a lost puppy. "Hey, who are you calling stupid, you old fart?" I shout at him. Stupid? Ha, I guess he can read my mind because he's the stupid one. Honestly, at this point, I'd rather die an agonising death than continue talking to Mr Peanut Brain.