Why You Gotta To Be So Rude Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Why are you being such a bitch? You ignored the way I wanted to handle the car repair. You're being rude to Clint. You're doing everything you can to dictate my life to be the way you want it to be and not what I want. Why?" "I'm being a bitch? Oh, dear sister, you are far from the sweet, little angel you seem to think of yourself. All I did is try to help you have a little fun. You don't seem to know how to enjoy yourself or even joke around. You really need to get over yourself." "I do enjoy myself, thank you very much. I just don't see the need to fuck every man that comes through my door." "No, you just like to collect them and then tease the hell out of them. There is nothing wrong wit

"As long as they only look at it, no matter what they look at, it won't affect them. They should drool over what they look at me." "Even!" "Why are you angry huh!" "Because you're stubborn. You really want to be rude, don't you?!" "Did I say I wanted to be rude huh, I also see a lot of girls here wearing shorts, some even shorter than what I'm wearing. Why don't we wear shorts, we girls want to be rude, can't we be more comfortable with this? That we just want to wear this?" "That's a man's fault, okay. Because real men respect women." I'll add more.

I have already lost one mate and I am not willing to lose another. "Ummm hey…she is here you know and she can still hear you. Just because she cannot remember anything does not mean that she is stupid. I really don't like his tone and the way that he is speaking about me. I am sure it does not take a genius to realize that he is straight out just being rude like seriously dude, at least make it a point to get a room and just keep this toxic conversation there before I whoop your ass,"

“Why would I mind?” “Well, you know I'm a complete mess. I'm selfish and stubborn and I tend to get carried away. I'm also very self centered. I can be very rude sometimes and I just don't think people deserve the attitude I have. I'm scared that I'll lose my temper or that I'll push too far. My dad taught me that I shouldn't get angry. But it doesn't matter now. Because you're here and you love me.

"You're so rude." "Please spare me that lecture. I am really not in the mood for nagging this morning." I answered rudely. She looked shocked at my outburst. "You cannot come into my house and talk to me that way." She said sternly. I just rolled my eyes at her and said, "Let's just get started. I have things to do and I don't want to waste too much time here." I walked up to the gym like I owned the place and after a couple of seconds I heard Camilla coming on after me.

“You need to learn to APOLOGISE for your rude behavior instead of trying to please me by showing me your money. Because you will repeat something like that in front of me, I will throw petrol on that money and then light them up to enjoy FIRE.” . #TBC

To be honest, it was nice seeing a friendly face. “Oh god, they…” My voice broke. “They’re really fucking terrible, Grace. I need air. They are rude. All they could do was insult me.” “What do you mean rude?” I snorted and turned my head to look in the opposite direction. “They are really terrible people.”

Annoyed, I tried it again…and again…and again until I heard her annoyed voice. [If a person didn’t answer your call twice, don’t call for the third time. That’s rude!] I clenched my jaws. “You’re the one who’s rude. Are you avoiding me?” She laughed sarcastically, making me even more irritated. [Yes.] “Why?!” I growled. [Jesus! If it isn't obvious, I’m avoiding you because I don’t like you.] “You don’t like me? Then the hell did you sleep with me?”

Soon after I went through most of the information Nikita came barging into my office. I roll my eyes "You don't know how to knock?" I ask sarcastically. She plops down on the chair in. "Why would I knock you the one who wants to see me?" she asks "It’s called manners Nikita" I explained "Ug you rich people are so uptight." She complained It is funny how she complains about rich people all the time, somehow it never bothered me, her insults never let like insults either. Somehow, I know she is not your fun-loving person and insults are her love language.

“Is that's the reason why he looks so mad at you.” My face turn to her, I gave her glares. “I was trying to avoid him. He always put me in disaster. Our last meeting, it feels like I was hit ten times by the hammer. He's so dominant and rude! I block out because I got nervous of him, I hit the center table!” “You should thank him by that.” She pointed out my stand. “And why is that? He put me into a disaster, Andy. No way I'd like to get near him again just to thank him.”