He stares for a moment, a look of surprise that's quickly blinked away to something harsher. "That's fine," he says thinly. "Bourgeois 21st century oblomovs who've spent the past decade on a sofa aren't exactly my type either."
And he turns up his nose, pointedly returning to the network, letting fragments of asinine conversations fill the silence.
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Date: 2025-01-16 10:05 pm (UTC)And he turns up his nose, pointedly returning to the network, letting fragments of asinine conversations fill the silence.