‘ excuse me? ’ she shifts, awkward on one side as she looks down at the osseram woman, trying to switch the bundle on her shoulders that keeps squirming. ‘ excuse me ? ’ more assertive this time, enough that she rolls on her toes sending the drooling and gurgling thing into a giggling fit that involves pulling her hair enough that her neck bends down to her shoulder.
‘ MA’AM ! ’ there’s no subtlety this time, her voice loud enough to echo ━ which set the kid crying while tangling into her hair as hard as it’s grubby little fingers can get. ‘ the guy over there said this kid is yours, so if you would please get him out of my hair I would really appreciate it. ’
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