[Well, this is just beautiful. He stares at the broken umbrella in his hand and then stuffs it into the rubbish bin next to him before retreating further under the roof of the bus stop. Of course it had to break when it is raining cats and dogs.
...Not literally, at least (with the things that he's seen in the news recently that isn't even all that certain).] One day I will invent an umbrella that doesn't break all the time. [He really will. He's already thinking about what materials could be used as he says that, and where to research... and as he says this to the rain, he completely misses that he isn't alone at the bus stop anymore.]
2.
[Just browsing the book racks at the mall, his frown deepening with every rack that he passes. He's clearly not happy at all with the selection, and when he turns to leave it is so irritated and abrupt that he runs straight into the person that stood behind him.
Not that he's apologizing, rather the poor individual gets a withering look.]
Fëanor | Silmarillion
[Well, this is just beautiful. He stares at the broken umbrella in his hand and then stuffs it into the rubbish bin next to him before retreating further under the roof of the bus stop. Of course it had to break when it is raining cats and dogs.
...Not literally, at least (with the things that he's seen in the news recently that isn't even all that certain).] One day I will invent an umbrella that doesn't break all the time. [He really will. He's already thinking about what materials could be used as he says that, and where to research... and as he says this to the rain, he completely misses that he isn't alone at the bus stop anymore.]
2.
[Just browsing the book racks at the mall, his frown deepening with every rack that he passes. He's clearly not happy at all with the selection, and when he turns to leave it is so irritated and abrupt that he runs straight into the person that stood behind him.
Not that he's apologizing, rather the poor individual gets a withering look.]