the answer is resounding as it is firm, as strong arms fit close over his chest to ACCENTUATE his denial. if that isn’t clear enough an answer for her, perhaps the exaggerated eye roll and the huff of air that is released from his lungs will be.
working for ellie hart has NEVER been easy. in fact -- it had never been even manageable. protecting someone who not only disliked but ACTIVELY TRIED TO AVOID his presence meant a never-ending game of cat and mouse -- only the mouse didn’t get eaten, the mouse started a fucking argument every time the cat caught up.
and all the while, the cat was trying to herd the mouse away from mouse traps, and the mouse was quite often drunk, and possibly THE SINGLE BITCHIEST mouse in the whole pack -- herd ? pack ? what did one call a group of mice ? -- okay, this analogy had OFFICIALLY gone too far.
he pulled his attention back to the woman in front of him, pursing his lips as he shook his head, briefly, not budging from his stance. whatever elettra wanted from him now, it was no. why would he consider going anywhere with her when he wasn’t actively paid to do so ? his free time was precious and carefully guarded from his boss.
❝ no, elettra, i am not going, and i am certainly not going as your date. ❞
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