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         JUST AS SLOW as he is when he sets his half emptied beer on the counter, he is equally QUICK to snap his eyes into her general direction, a clear hue of distemper painting the bolting of his eyebrow. He’s never been good at masking his inner monologues, thus there is a gradient of certain grimaces streaming through his features as he attempts to AMASS the appropriate response to this atrociously indigo reproduced deja vu.

          NO KNOWLEDGE OF basic social norms ? Uncertain sarcasm detector ? An ominous solitary and surname-less name ? How vaguely obviously familiar.

          A CLEAR OF his throat and he leans in faintly, a half serious, half lost label on his face.

                   ❛  with all the risk to sound like a jerk …
                          —–  were you raised in the JUNGLE ?  ❜