at the mention of stealing her phone , fiore couldn’t help but raise an honestly perfect eyebrow , wondering if she was serious or not . when she pulls out the pepper spray though , that answers his question . the last thing he wants right now is to be noticed by anyone , so stealing , surprisingly , wasn’t on his list . when he was fully clothed and far away , sure , but now ? half naked and very much noticed ? definitely not . “ right . because me grabbing onto your iphone seven and running , half naked in broad daylight definitely won’t get me caught , ” he rolls his eyes , but soon corrects himself , “ sorry , i meant iphone seven plus . ” how he managed to be such a little bitch , even in a situation like this , really surprised even himself , but it is what it is . of course he’s not blaming her for protecting herself , but he was wearing balenciaga briefs and a black balenciaga shirt to match , for crying out loud . at this point , fiore wasn’t even expecting her to help him . maybe this was bad karma for being such trash all the time or whatever . “ hello , i told you i was robbed ! ” he lies , her facial expression screaming ‘ i’m not buying it ’ . the last thing he expected was to run into someone with half a brain . after a minute , he sighs , running a hand past his luscious hair . “ okay , fine . i left with a guy yesterday and we had banging sex all night long . i stayed the night and he fed me all these stories on his dead husband and how he was just trying to have fun and forget and blah , blah , blah and i think , for a second , wow , he’s been through a lot ! maybe he’s okay and maybe i’ll come back for more . not even five minutes later and the motherfucker’s wife comes through the front door . his fucking wife . to wrap up this awful , yet sadly true story , i barely have time to put on my shirt or put on anything before he’s shoving me out his stupid window ! ” he didn’t even notice how terrible the story was until he actually said it out loud . the worst part of all ? a tear is streaming down his left eye and he has to quickly wipe it away . he can’t believe he just showed this type of weakness to a stranger . “ so yeah , that’s my very unfortunate and honestly humiliating story at , ” he looks down at his dutch watch , “ not even eight thirty am . ” how sad was this ? very . he doesn’t know why he feels this pain on his left elbow , but he does . out of curiosity , he wipes it with his right hand , to find blood . of course he scratched up his elbow when he fell , damn it . he sighs and walks underneath a staircase , determined to hide here until he finds someone else , because something was telling him this girl wasn’t loaning him her phone .
Okay, damn, for once, taking the time to listen to the details of someone else’s day had actually paid off, because that was a story worth hearing. “Mmhm, mmhm, okay.” Maia hummed, tapping her finger against her chin as she weighed over the options, before stepping forward and grabbing Fiore by his uninjured elbow. “Come on, bring me back to the building. Do you remember the apartment number?” Doing favors for others, especially strangers, wasn’t usually high on the list of ways Maia chose to spend her time doing - or on the list at all, really, but this guy had brought her entertainment in the form of his little sob story, and inserting herself into it, as well as giving the tale the happy ending it deserved - at least for Fiore, anyway, not so much the couple involved - really seemed like the best option. At least if she wanted away to wrap this all up, when she talked about it at brunch. And it’s not like she’d never been in situations that were among pretty similar lines. Sleeping with people in committed relationships was something she’d done more than enough times to really be considered a coincidence. But why were their relationship problems her fault? They weren’t, and to see another couple doing the same thing to this guy just didn’t sit right with her. “What kind of pants were they?” Though Maia still kept the pepper spray gripped tightly in her fist, she lowered it slightly, now that she’d decided that he wasn’t an immediate threat. Besides, she was pretty sure she could kick his ass, if she needed to. Especially considering how much he was wincing over just a scraped elbow.
