If she wanted to hire him for something, then why didn't she say so out of the gate? Still disgruntled, he looks down at her business card to assess it before pulling the lapel of his jacket open so he can tuck it into his breast pocket.
And she's gotta go and say something like that...what does she know? What does she know of all the needless bullshit, the unwanted attention, he's had to put up with?
"I'll think about it," he grumbles, rotating his wheelchair to get around her.
It actually takes him the better part of a month to get back to her--in hopes that whatever business that brought her there had passed and therefore became inconvenient for her--and even then, it's through a text message instead of a phone call. All it says is a date and an address to an expensive restaurant, outside of Bayside and therefore far from his home.
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Damn it.
If she wanted to hire him for something, then why didn't she say so out of the gate? Still disgruntled, he looks down at her business card to assess it before pulling the lapel of his jacket open so he can tuck it into his breast pocket.
And she's gotta go and say something like that...what does she know? What does she know of all the needless bullshit, the unwanted attention, he's had to put up with?
"I'll think about it," he grumbles, rotating his wheelchair to get around her.
It actually takes him the better part of a month to get back to her--in hopes that whatever business that brought her there had passed and therefore became inconvenient for her--and even then, it's through a text message instead of a phone call. All it says is a date and an address to an expensive restaurant, outside of Bayside and therefore far from his home.