He was strangely annoying, all his confidence. It was as if every time he walked in, everyone was condemned to look at him. Worst thing was that he had all rights to be so full of himself. He had everything, he was everything.
He was strangely annoying, all his confidence. It was as if every time he walked in, everyone was condemned to look at him. Worst thing was that he had all rights to be so full of himself. He had everything, he was everything.