' ———— i knew that. i was actually… hey, it’s still night. here i am, apologetic and ready to give you my full… attention. ’
a wrench is not-so-subtly cast on a nearby end table as distracted eyes take in her appearance.
‘ ——is that a new dress? ’
' ----- uh huh. '
manicured fingers tap, tap, tap on the pale flesh of her thigh. avoid eye contact. if she makes eye contact, it's over.
' ---- nice of you to notice. '
















