oh, man, now she was blushing. she felt a bit guilty for making the girl get all flustered because of her, but she couldn’t help it— she was acting really ridiculous, and she knew it. why wouldn’t her heart stop racing? this was moronic. she felt like a tool.
she got up quickly from her seat(and none too gracefully, might i add) and rubbed the back of her neck shyly as she pulled some money from her pocket and offered it to her.
’ don’t worry about it! i-it’s on me, really. keep your money. y-you don’t have to— to stay, either, b-but.. i really wouldn’t mind if you… did… ’
smooth.
jinx rubbed her wrist anxiously, eyeing the money that the girl had so graciously offered. she was really cute, and she'd just feel bad for saying no, so.
"u-um... okay, i'll stay."