[D33 is way too drunk for this. As Odin leans back against the wall with him, all he can do is stare - even through the "insult", which, D33 begrudgingly agrees with - but that doesn't mean he and Odin are friends.]
You--
Odin. Listen. Listen to me. [He sets his cup down on the table, turns to face the man, but one shoulder is still pressed against the wall.] I have no interest in being friends with you.
I have no interest in being friends with anyone. And you are by far the most hopelessly idiotic person I have ever had the displeasure of meeting.
[And yet, his lips are twitching a little - is he going to laugh? No, no. Apparently not. But it almost seems like it - and he almost does. This guy is so stupid it's hard not to-- Well, mostly because D33 is beyond wasted, but still.
[He clears his throat, evens his face back out into a scowl.]
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You--
Odin. Listen. Listen to me. [He sets his cup down on the table, turns to face the man, but one shoulder is still pressed against the wall.] I have no interest in being friends with you.
I have no interest in being friends with anyone. And you are by far the most hopelessly idiotic person I have ever had the displeasure of meeting.
[And yet, his lips are twitching a little - is he going to laugh? No, no. Apparently not. But it almost seems like it - and he almost does. This guy is so stupid it's hard not to-- Well, mostly because D33 is beyond wasted, but still.
[He clears his throat, evens his face back out into a scowl.]
Go. Away.