Zacharias sighed, clearly being put on upon. This not was his life. "You're a real piece of work, you know that?" He muttered to himself as he pulled the letter out of his pocket. "Because I know this is your handwriting and you did say yesterday that you wanted to take Adelle shopping, so let's just stop the cute little game because it's over and guess what, you didn't win this time."
Honestly, he was working on holding onto that numb feeling. Another set of bruises on his body, giving him that dull ache it was good. It should have even been good enough to get him through the day if it wasn't for this unfortunate detour. Which also meant that he didn't get to upset his mother by showing up in last night's clothes.
"Hell, I'm not even sure you really put much thought into this, which is almost insulting, but then again you gingers are all one-play chasers."