07-22-2022, 11:55 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-22-2022, 12:14 PM by Elijah Crane.)
Elijah had started to look down, and began to let anxiety get to him so he started to toy with the corner of a glove. He looked up at the reaction only to see Zechariah flagging a waiter for more drink.
"It's just...you seem distracted. I am worrying that I don't know own what to say. I wish I could match your wit or cleverness or come up with something to catch your attention again."
He immediately regretted his words. He was being too open with his thoughts again. This was not a way to have satisfying conversation for Zech. He immediately raised his hands.
"Forget I said anything. Let's celebrate you being a father. Right?" Of course there was no drink to toast. Was he only enjoyable to be around with alcohol? It would explain the lack of friends
"It's just...you seem distracted. I am worrying that I don't know own what to say. I wish I could match your wit or cleverness or come up with something to catch your attention again."
He immediately regretted his words. He was being too open with his thoughts again. This was not a way to have satisfying conversation for Zech. He immediately raised his hands.
"Forget I said anything. Let's celebrate you being a father. Right?" Of course there was no drink to toast. Was he only enjoyable to be around with alcohol? It would explain the lack of friends