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I’m really not sure how to answer that; though it’s the truth I’ll be damned if I let this guy with the absurd… color changing? hair try and blame me for it.
I sputter a bit, giving him a look that clearly says you’re crazy. “I was too, ‘at explodin’ sound distracted me for a hot second an’” I gesture to the sack on my back, which is clearly heavy and clinks quietly with every move. “An’ if this had broken -” I say, as if it’s the most precious cargo in the world. The threat doesn’t continue, I just leave it hanging for him to fill in on his own.
I know how I come off. And I know I should get going - but that damn hair keeps me in place, arms folded silently across my chest, scowling every so slightly.
I sputter a bit, giving him a look that clearly says you’re crazy. “I was too, ‘at explodin’ sound distracted me for a hot second an’” I gesture to the sack on my back, which is clearly heavy and clinks quietly with every move. “An’ if this had broken -” I say, as if it’s the most precious cargo in the world. The threat doesn’t continue, I just leave it hanging for him to fill in on his own.
I know how I come off. And I know I should get going - but that damn hair keeps me in place, arms folded silently across my chest, scowling every so slightly.
