Little Red

I spent some wicked time on this one. It's been a long time since I've done a balls-to-the-wall render so I went a little crazy. Hope you like ittt!

WTF

Somebody tell me why people like to try me?  Do I just have a giant sign on my forehead saying "fuck with me"? This seems to be a recurring thing.  When I was working at staples it seemed like people sought me out specifically because I had a face that demanded they try and ruin my day.

So I get on the bus,  find a seat,  sit down. Some snaggle-tooth, ghetto, asswipe walks up to me and is staring at me kinda weird.  So I Scooch over,  assuming he wants to sit next to me. And he does, but he's still staring so I take my headphones out and ask "did you say something?" And he says " CAN I SIT HERE?!" like I vehemently offended him even though he's asking me this while his ass is in the seat. I just cut my eyes at him and gave him a "fuck off" look before returning to my music.

The end?  No. I'm occupying the  least amount of space possible because I already have decided this man's a bag of dicks and he's sitting with his legs wide open. He bumps my leg any I throw a malicious sideways glance, dripping of ire. He sees it.  And decides I'm gonna just flap my legs back and forth because I am one of the lowest forms of an example of an evolved human being and need some sort of attention to feel validated.  I just stood up and said "excuse me", he didn't move.  I said it again and he says " Oh,  you getting off? " I didn't.  I sat in the seat directly across the aisle.  Because fuck you.  That's why.