“Technically speaking, the definition of tough is not cool, but strong enough to withstand adverse conditions or rough or careless handling.” Ross says.
You look in amazement at your boyfriend Ponyboy. Is he really friends with this geek?
Ponyboy smiles and nods, telling you “I know this kid is a frickin insane genius.”
“Well… That’s interesting.” You say.
You look at Ponyboy. “So how much do we have to leave for a tip?” You were at the diner, hanging out for lunch.
“She was a quality waitress, so 20%. We each owe her 1 dollar.” Ross pipes up. He starts to make hand gestures to explain the process.”Since the bill was 15 dollars, we each paid 5 dollars. 20% of 15 is 3… So it’d be a 3 dollar tip, one dollar each.”
You look at him, stunned.
You could not to do math to save your life.
“You should have him along more often.” You whisper to Ponyboy.
You look in amazement at your boyfriend Ponyboy. Is he really friends with this geek?
Ponyboy smiles and nods, telling you “I know this kid is a frickin insane genius.”
“Well… That’s interesting.” You say.
You look at Ponyboy. “So how much do we have to leave for a tip?” You were at the diner, hanging out for lunch.
“She was a quality waitress, so 20%. We each owe her 1 dollar.” Ross pipes up. He starts to make hand gestures to explain the process.”Since the bill was 15 dollars, we each paid 5 dollars. 20% of 15 is 3… So it’d be a 3 dollar tip, one dollar each.”
You look at him, stunned.
You could not to do math to save your life.
“You should have him along more often.” You whisper to Ponyboy.
I chuckle. I was sitting outside of the community college on the steps, waiting for Soda to come pick me up. He was late; as usual.
“Yes. I it’s quite refreshing actually.” I tell (Y/N), looking up at the rain.
“Cleanses the mind?” She laughs, sitting down next to me.
“Your hair is gonna get all wet.”
“I don’t care.” She shrugs.
“I thought girls cared about their hair. Especially girls with pretty hair.”
“You really think I have pretty hair?” She laughs.
“Yeah I do.” I grin.
“You don’t seem like the type to be all cute.”
“Well, maybe I like you that much to be that type.” I grin.
“Really?” She grins, tilting her head to the side.
“Really.” I smile, leaning in as the sparks fly.