“Your jokes aren’t as funny as you think they are.”
“That’s because they’re not jokes, but I appreciate that you pointed that it for me.”
The tone of his voice seemed rather sarcastic to me, and even though I had stopped looking at him, even though I had reverted my eyes back to the ceiling—it was simply a more comfortable thing to be looking at due to the angle of my head—and I could guess that his stance, as well as everything else, would be screaming cockiness, smugness, and everything else that bordered being the same emotion.
I had no idea what made him think that he could feel that way, what it was that made him think that he could even feel any way about the situation, when he wasn’t even supposed to be included in it. If it had been up to me, h
