"Wow, he was so nice to you and yet you're a complete BITCH." He glares at her, shaking his head. "From what I could tell that guy cared about you, even though he might not have known you that well. You're ungrateful, and a total eyesore. Do you have shit for brains or what? No, don't even bother answering, cause I know all you're gonna say is some stupid shit, and I already see enough of that layin' around so believe me when I say I don't wanna hear it either." He reaches up, and yanks her phone from her hand, scanning at the recent texts, before tossing it back to her, lip raised in a sneer.<br/><br/>He really just wanted to punch her right then. People like her REALLY pissed him off. "If you wanna be a dark little whiner who mopes around all day that's fine by me. But if you ever wanna be strong and start standing on your own two feet rather than being someone's shadow, start doing rather than standing around wishing and pitying yourself. Cause you're not the only one who has issues, so stop actin' like you are. For example, I bet that pinky would just want a good bye and a smile, rather than an apology. Don't be a dillhole."<br/><br/>Reaching out, he picks up her art bag from beneath the bench, shoving it in her arms before literally guiding her away from the building, moving her and the giving her a swift kick to the rear to get her to start walking. "Get going. I know you don't want to be called a unfeeling hateful bitch, so go say goodbye to your friend. Even IF you don't know him that well. Well? Go on! Shoo! GIT!" He threatens to kick her again, and waits for her to leave. He felt like an idiot himself, normally he didn't give two shits about other people's affairs, but like he'd thought before, time and time again...people like her...piss him off. And, with that, he leaves, knowing the rain wouldn't last much longer.