"Why are you so happy?" he questions as he tears me from my thoughts.
"I-I might have a job," I stutter awkwardly.
"I hope you don't," he murmurs , which earns a glare from me.
"You're so rude," I snap.
"I know," he confirms. "People tell me that every time I open my mouth."
"Doesn't that bother you?" I ask with a curious gaze.
"I'm not going to change myself for people," he shrugs. "Besides, I'm funny."
"The only person who's ever laughed at your jokes is Raven," I retort with a slight scoff. He gives me a suspicious side glance and I shrug defensively. "I can't shut off my ears no matter how much I want to." He glances at me again and I want to groan. "Does she still hate me, by the way?"
He's silent for half a minute before he decides to reply. "Hate you?" he asks.
"Yeah," I re
