[ oh hey, someone else who is annoyed as fuck over the fact people cannot fucking stop petting/touching them. the number of people who have reached out to pet her hair or touch her cheek has noelle left with her skin in a state of perpetual goosebumps and her contempt at an all-time high.
noelle nods, feeling vicious vindication to hear her complaints being aired out by someone else. it allows her to feel agreement with someone, especially with how its aired, and gives her a chance to stretch out her acting chops.
she affects a sheepish pout and nods in agreement, looking at him from the corner of her eye like she had caught his comment by accident. ]
It's rather rude. No matter how much I ask them to stop, they keep treating me like I'm a child. [ fucking please. she sighs, looking at the menu with interest because she's already wondering how she can bring this back home in her pockets that are already filled with breadsticks and other snacks being offered. ] All I can do is hope it'll at least stop during the meal. Can you imagine if someone tried to pat you on the head while you're eating?
( prompt: bisque and breadsticks! )
noelle nods, feeling vicious vindication to hear her complaints being aired out by someone else. it allows her to feel agreement with someone, especially with how its aired, and gives her a chance to stretch out her acting chops.
she affects a sheepish pout and nods in agreement, looking at him from the corner of her eye like she had caught his comment by accident. ]
It's rather rude. No matter how much I ask them to stop, they keep treating me like I'm a child. [ fucking please. she sighs, looking at the menu with interest because she's already wondering how she can bring this back home in her pockets that are already filled with breadsticks and other snacks being offered. ] All I can do is hope it'll at least stop during the meal. Can you imagine if someone tried to pat you on the head while you're eating?