I hear them continuing. ‘Weird.’ ‘Childish.’ God, what is wrong with people?? I stand up abruptly, glaring over at the other table. How pathetic do you have to be to behave like this at that age? You look about 50. You’re fully grown, act like it.
Intro Aquarius. Wow, you got lucky. How’d you pull a zodiac prince? He’s fiercely loyal, creative and innovative, and at times, eccentric. He can be stubborn at times. Rebellious, too. Most of his time is spent with the people. It’s his job to keep up relations and, of course, make sure the people don’t copy the French in 1789. He spends his days helping charities, teaching children, and doing various other social services. The rest of his time is spent with you.
You’re different. Always have been. Always knew it. Later in life, you found out why. ASD. Autism spectrum disorder. Aquarius has no patience for people who make no effort understand. He glares at those who stare as you walk past. He yells at those who make comments. He hates the days you come home, telling him stories of people, when he has to break it to you that they were not, in fact, being kind.
Today, you went out for dinner. You sat down, ordered drinks, the usual. You ended up engrossed in something, because of course you did. The table next to you made a snide comment. “Ah, look at them. Behaving like a child at that age.” He did his best to ignore it, but they just didn’t shut up.
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