He narrows his eyes, seeming nearly offended before he proceeds in his words, "First off, do not talk to me in that bratty tone of yours and it's better you don't know who I am," An abrupt fear ferments in her heart. Could he be fluking his assertions about his identity in sheer confidence instead of them being actually true? Or for all one knows, he could conceivably be a chief character in this novel....
Luna never did read it till the absolute end anyways.
"And secondly, you are the one who pioneered this absurd conversation and ended up saying, 'Anything you want'" she watches plainly as he puts forth both his hands in front of my face, allowing the two fore fingers of his palms to formulate a V sign and imitate a gesture of paraphrasing or quoting her own requested words.
The humil
