Max raised an eyebrow as the boy started to storm off, [B]"No, I just meant that you didn't seem as wasteful or spoilt."[/B] He looked down at the food in his hand for moment before turning to walk back in the other direction, away from the auditorium.
[B]"But, fuck it. You're right, I'm in the wrong for being polite."[/B] He said as he started walking away. He knew that he was expected at the opening ceremony, but for some reason he didn't want to be stuck walking in the same direction with [I]that[/I] boy after his reaction. Max didn't like being misinterpreted, especially when he was trying to do something right. His parents handled that sort of thing better than he did, but Max couldn't help but feel with the limited amount of words people had at their disposal, it was a waste of time and energy to stand there and interpret something the way [I]you[/I] wanted to interpret it, rather than how it was [I]meant[/I].

Finding a tree, Max sat in the shade and continued to eat his potatoes. He didn't feel hungry, but he couldn't in good conscience waste them, either, and he had no bag to store them in. The boy's drawstring bag was what made Max choose to offer the food to the boy in the first place! And a [I]butler?![/I] Who did the boy think he was? The Royal Family?! What would Max have to gain from hiring a living human being with the express purpose of telling them what to do, where to drive and expecting them to do his work for him?!
Max sighed and closed his eyes. He was getting too worked up, and that never helped anything. Taking a deep breath, he thought back on what he had been told about assuming things growing up.

[B]"Well, at least now I know better than to expect [I]that[/I] guy to appreciate a friendly gesture…"[/B] He muttered to himself as he leant back against the tree.