He’s back again! Though this time not boredly meandering through hallways, waiting for his siblings. No, he’s a man on a mission. “Ah, miss!” Just who he was looking for, boots clinking on the floor with his spurs until he’s right beside her. “I’m sorry to bother you,” he’s not. “I was wondering, if you remember me from a week ago, sorry for bumping into ya, if ya would let me make it up by takin ya out to dinner.” Bully him Ahmya.
FOREWORD INCOMING !! accepting always!! unprompted <3 !! from @yalldved
she’s looking at him like he’s grown twelve heads, and so is the blonde woman behind her. it’s the weekend, carletta’s free, and she stands there with her brows raised to high heaven. who is this guy, and what on earth is he talking about?
“ eh? ”
the single word leaves ahmya flat, her voice edged with confusion as she tilts her head. he spoke too fast, words tumbling in a way she doesn’t bother to untangle. carletta jumps in, translating quickly into japanese—not exact, but close enough to the point.
ahmya points to her chest, then turns back to the man, her lips tugging into the faintest twist before she answers, plain and blunt:
“ no. ”
behind her, carletta gasps and slaps her own hand over her mouth, shock breaking across her face like glass. ahmya ignores it, carrying on without hesitation, voice clipped and dismissive.
“ speak too fast, no understand- plus.. no know you AND not big deal. just a bump. unnecessary. ”