jordanrhodes:
“The world’s out to get you and owes you, then? Interesting.” Jordan said dryly. “So, you’re not asking for help?”
“oh christ,” eliza hummed with a roll of her eyes, “you’re taking what i’m saying and throwing it around, so no, i’m not asking for help. i’m taking myself and my groceries out of this conversation.” if there was one thing she hated, it was being misunderstood. she’d thought chatting to the person who she thought was laughing at her would be fun and spark a playful converstaion and perhaps a friendship, not... this, “have a good day.” she finished up, moving through the door, and shutting it behind her.

















