Best 10 quotes of Nicholas Metelsky on MyQuotes

Hey, hey, show some respect for your elders.' Oh, if only you knew my psychological age, woman. 'You're not big enough to speak to me in that tone.' 'Tell my bruises that. My shoulder is still sore,' I lied, without batting an eyelid.

I get why we need to go as a couple. That way, I would be her official defender. Any move against her would be a direct insult to me.

In that case, I had another question: what would former commoners be doing living next door to the head of the clan? And why would they be given the coat of arms in the first place?

I realized that regular shopping is nothing compared to when we are short on time. Then it becomes really entertaining. The number of clothes I had to try on was the same, but the speed significantly increased. At first, I tried to cheat and take my sweet time changing from one outfit to another, but with a bratty girl outside the door of the changing room—a girl, who's constantly preaching about the speed, importance, and comparative analysis of changing for girls and boys, calling to the gods from time to time — my changing speed somehow increased.

It's eternal youth, in other words, or old age—depending on what age you decided to 'bookmark.

It was better for me that way because my visits could be more discreet. In a public place that is always crowded, it's hardly likely that anyone would pay attention to a teenager. I could use my 'distraction maneuver' on the surrounding people, and the security guards would not notice it on the cameras.

On that occasion, I was almost beaten to death by the children of some aristocrats who had completely lost their minds from a complete absence of authority in their lives. They would have taken my life if it wasn't for an old man, whose name I still haven't been able to find out.

She had the kind of look that promised nothing good.

The chances of the wave hitting you were one to three billion, your soul being disembodied, one to eighteen billion, your survival, one to two million.

The first time I wanted to break his hand for getting into my pocket. Good thing, I realized just in time that the hand was too small. That time, he got away with five minutes of being mocked and a cuff to the nape. The second time, I ridiculed him for ten minutes and, after hanging a snap, let him go in peace. On all subsequent occasions, he got away with nothing more than a slap.