@floridhook sent ; ‘ here, let me help you. ’
Ⓓ dwight’s lips purse to just a slight frown now , shaking his head . his hands were full of groceries , fumbling with the keyring to find the one that went into the deadbolt to get into the apartment door . and the man with glasses for sure had it — until one of the bags busts at the handle from him carrying a couple too many on top of it and the can spilling out across the floor . there’s a little sigh , closing his eyes and letting his head fall back just a bit , bangs having lifted slightly from his beanie sliding back slightly . ‘ okay — okay , i don’t think i have it , ‘ he mutters out , setting a couple of the bags down and just almost wanting to die at the fact that it was embarrassing that he tried to brush off the help . but he unlocks the door with his now free hand and pushes it open . offering a slightly weird , forced smile at the other as he sees him beginning to pick up some of the cans . ‘ thanks — you .. didn’t have too , ‘ he admits with a small scrunch of nose and moving inside of his apartment to set the first set of bags down .
