Some people just can’t resist being a dick to people. As our fellow-reader Ulrich said last week, give this douche five years and he’ll be begging her for a date.
So, I’m back from a short trip, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Sorry for the delays recently, but as has happened in the past, I’ve had a bit of a work rush recently, and it doesn’t promise to let up any time soon. However, we’re getting very, very close to the end of Chapter 6, here, and I’m just aiming for that and trying to keep all my various plates spinning, if you follow me.
For now, I’m off to bed. This week is going to be a real serious situation, I think, so I’m going to have to stay frosty. All the best, folks!
Go punch his lights out, Sarah! 🙂
I’m a no-first-use kind of guy, and even I want to punch this fictional character I created.
My guess is Peter suddenly discovers that he can crap on other people one time too often. Long overdue, I’m sure.
As someone with too many unhappy memories of school days, I look forward to seeing something B-A-D happen to him.
He has an eminently punchable face, I have to admit.
Face? I’m thinking about two and a half feet lower–and a really, really hard punch, too.
A mere punch? For that area? Naahhhh, far too nice.
Think a sudden vice-like grip on that specific area – known in Aussie vernacular as a “Squirrel Hold” or a “Christmas Grip”. This is immediately followed by a violent twist (to right or left) through about, say, 270-plus degrees of rotation. Unless something detaches before then, of course.
I bow to your superior imagination and knowledge of all things….squirrely. ^^
So, who is this “Luc” (on the Ché-style t-shirt) and how is he connected to Sarah’s father?
We’ll find out soon enough…
I love how we can get just what’s going on without all the full details. That is the look of a guy who is just pushing buttons because he can, and Sarah’s furious and pained reaction.
You know a line was serious crossed without the whole context.
‘Ché’ the doctor of life and death. Not the best role model. The Nazis perfected doctors who had to be both healers and killers in the death camps.
A jerk who needs an attitude adjustment. And soon before someone frags him with extreme prejudice. Though I wouldn’t kill him. The suffering stops when you die. Too bad no one around them knows how to push back psychologically. That would hurt him the most.
Years of subtle psychological attacks and ridicule, to slowly wear him down over about a decade.
I think we all knew someone like this in high school, though. There’s just an age where acting like a dick seems like a thing to do.
especially to the girl/boy you secretly like.