Mark Scott || Gar Logan/Beast Boy (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} haveabrain) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} thereincarnates, |
"I'm glad you find this so amusing," Mark pointed at Shae once his phone was secure and not in danger of flying into somebody's drink. She had barely cracked a smile, but for Shae that was practically peeing her pants laughing. Even Beast Boy was taken back by the fact that a smile existed. Not that Raven didn't smile, it just wasn't something that was common, kind've like meeting a liberal Republican. ...Right, he was never making a political simile again. That was way too close to his dad's territory for his comfort.
"My blog isn't weird," He replied immediately, even defensively. It had been the first thing he'd impulsively defended instead of the idea that he wasn't taking pictures, which in hind sight was stupid. It was going to be so obvious that he was taking them since he didn't deny it immediately. Even his quick follow up of "And I'm not taking pictures," wasn't convincing enough to make up for that fluke. He flailed a little bit and attempted to hide the phone in his back pocket as if she would believe him if only she didn't have picture proof.
Finally, he gave in. There was no point in trying to fight it. He had been caught red handed, and it wasn't like continuing to lie was going to make up for his lost picture shots. Throwing his hands up, Mark let out an exasperated sigh. "Okay yes, fine, I was taking pictures, but I still maintain it's not a weird blog it's an awesome blog. We gained like two hundred followers this week, and we're almost considered Tumblr famous. It's a big deal."