This time I'm interviewing Ares, Gianna's boyfriend.
Pizza! He takes Gianna to a pizzeria on their first date. For the bonus, he's more of a dark chocolate kind of person.
2) What do they absolutely hate?
When people (namely Gianna) don't do as he told them--or when they promised to do something, but then don't.
3) What do they enjoy learning about?
Ways to be manipulative, I guess.
Himself. I might work in a way to have it be his dad though.
5) What is their childhood fear?
6) What is something they have always secretly dreamed of doing, but thought impossible?
Finding a person to trust.
|This is basically Gianna, though. She sticks with him even when she should probably leave.|
He's afraid that if he doesn't say what he wants, then nobody would anticipate his needs. And clearly I need to work on Ares more, because this link-up has been pretty hard.
8) Are they a night owl or morning person?
He can sleep anytime, but he's more on the side of a night owl.
9) Do they say everything that pops into their head, or leave a lot unsaid?
He totally says whatever he wants.
10) What are their nervous habits?
Yelling and being uncooperative.
|Ares=not dream boyfriend material.|
“I wonder if your parents knew [That Gianna's name means "God's Grace"].” He rolls his eyes when he says parents, which isn’t entirely fair. He’s never met them.
“Ares, I’ll break up for you if you keep teasing me like that,” I say, trying to keep my voice light. The fact that Gianna means God's grace shouldn’t bother me so much. I just really don’t want people finding out about it at school. Or at ballet. His little sister is in the class below me.
His face flushes. “I’m the one with the car, you know. I could leave you here, stranded.”
A mom at a nearby table glances at us, and then turns back to her kids. Lucky ducks. They’re chattering with each other as if the world caters to their every need. One of them is about Felix’s age, if he had lived--
Ares stands up, jolting me out of my thoughts. He leaves his pizza uneaten and storms out. I run after him into the parking lot, my throat tightening. Why does he always take things so seriously? Grant it, now we don’t have to see each other anymore.
I try to say something comforting, reassuring, loving, but the first thing that comes to mind is, “You forgot to pay for the pizza.”
Ares stares at me as if I’m an idiot. “Go pay yourself.”
Definitely not dream boyfriend material. To sum him up in one GIF: