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eatmylove​:

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❝  …  can  you  translate  that  ??  ❞  she  wasn’t  trying  to  be  rude  or  anything  ,  but  with  the  little  knowledge  she  has  about  the  many  different  accents  and  dialects  it  was  kind  of  hard  to  understand  what  he  was  saying  .  although  she  had  already  hopped  off  the  bike  her  hands  were  gripping  the  handlebars  pretty  tightly  –  she’s  confused  and  scared  (  although  more  confused  ,  since  she  barely  understood  a  word  that  left  him  )  and  didn’t  know  what  was  going  on  ,  so  it  was  a  way  to  keep  her  …  not  safe  ,  but  something  close  to  that  .  ❝  but  the  bike  is  mine  ?  ❞  she’s  assuming  that’s  what  the  fuss  was  all  about  ,  tilting  head  as  brows  furrowed  in  his  direction  .  ❝  i - it  even  has  a  sticker  ,  look  !!!  ❞  her  voice  beamed  ,  small  simper  present  on  features  as  she  pointed  to  where  the  sticker  was  supposed  to  be  ,  but  as  she  eyed  the  spot  herself  her  semblance  shifted  to  a  look  of  pure  confusion  .  that’s  weird  …  so  this  was  not  her  bike  ?  oopsie  !  ❝  uhm  …  i’m  sorry  !  ❞  her  words  were  rushed  as  she  let  go  of  the  handles  ,  bowing  repeatledly  in  his  direction  as  part  of  her  apology  .  ❝  our  bikes  just  really  look  alike  and  …  i’m  so  sorry  !!!  ❞

‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍colt eye’s roll as she asks that question, it’s common his accent receives a bewildered response & it doesn’t get any less annoying each time it happens. having already been irritated before their conversation, this only added fuel to the fire & his brows furrowed, expression turning to a scowl as he lets her continue.    ‍ ‍  ‍❛ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ right. whatever. ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ❜ 

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍he grabs ahold of the handle bars, ensuring her hands were not in his way before he did so. gaze flutters over to the bike that ACTUALLY belonged to them ... they did look ... very similar. for a second his expression softened, maybe she didn’t actually plan to run off with his bike ? even so. she still commented on his accent & even if from her end there wasn’t any malice behind it, his bad mood saw it differently. averting his gaze back to her, he let out a silent chuckle as he began to wheel the bike back out of its little rack.

Eatmylove:

‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍❛ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ okay, stop apologising jeez. i get it. just don’t touch my shit again, ‘kay darlin ? understand that ? ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ❜ 


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