@coffeencte “ oh— yeah. It’s been, well, it’s not so fun getting shot, turns out. ”
he’d say with a laugh, hand gently squeezing hers, a silent reassurance that he was, in fact, okay.
“ are you okay? did you uh freeze too? ”
@blondecouture internally, he was panicking but he managed to keep his cool.
“ listen, I really can’t do this right now. I’m — late for work. I’d be thrilled to have this conversation later but it’s just really not a good time! Sorry! ”
and then he’s fully shutting and locking the door.
@blondecouture his eyes would widen with the door, but it was too late. still, he closed the gap, blocking the view of the rest of his apartment.
“ uhhh— listen lady, you can’t just knock on my door, accusing me of stealing. I think you — yeah, it’s time to go! ”
@blondecouture he’d feign confusion, brows furrowed as he eyed her up and down, refusing to open the door anymore.
“ uhhh, I’m sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about. . . ”