@lxvender_darling language
Andre cooed. "Aw- You care? Yes, I'm f-fine, hun." He giggled.
(gtg soon-)
Andre cooed. "Aw- You care? Yes, I'm f-fine, hun." He giggled.
(gtg soon-)
(You're fine, you can reply next whenever you're ready~ ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ̑̑)
Hiro let out an audible groan. "No, I don't care." He pouted. "Forget I asked."
His face reddened slightly, receiving teasing on his end was something he was by no means good at. And even less so when there were other people listening. Public humiliation, as he saw it.
"Just- make sure you're ready for work, get there on time, blah, blah, blah." As he spat out those words, he slightly facepalmed.
'What am I, his mom?' he thought to himself, releasing an audible sigh as he did so. His coworker chuckled again, this time, beginning to tease more. Poking on about Hiro having a "warm heart" and "caring" and bunch of other things. Things that in the eyes of Hiro were not but a heaping load of horse shit.
Andre giggled softly. "Mhm, okay. I don't have work today though– The cafe shut down for some reason- Though, people want me to be a model, its weird." He admits.m
"HAH!" Hiro laughed loudly, "hell yeah it's weird, you'd be more fit for a construction worker than model. With that hammerhead of yours."
The truck screeched to a halt and HIro hopped off the truck. He came face-to-face with a small, beige house as he strolled along talking to Andre. "Hell, you'd make a better stunt double than model. They'd just have to shoot the scenes when you're in your natural habitat. And I'm sure they'd be able to get a high-speed police chase outta ya."
Andre rolled his eyes. "Oh, shut it- I'd prefer not to be a construction worker, nor a stunt double- Tried out for that once, accidently flew the car off the bridge." He muttered, shuddering at the memory.
"I might just still work at the cafe-"
(MY YOUTUBE ACC GOT 40 SUBS-)
(ayy, nice, nice.)
"That works too," he chuckled, "are you suuurrre you shouldn't be a stunt double though?" He began swaying his head and smiling his Grinch-like smile as he talked. "Because I'm sure you'd look good on camera~, you'd just take down the backdrop in a path of destruction."
His face scrunched up a little realising that he, indeed, gave Andre a compliment while teasing him. A rather embarrassing one at that. But decided to pass it by rather than dwelling on it. And hoped that Andre wouldn't dwell on it as well.
Andre laughed. "Wow, um, okay. I'd prefer my face to be off the camera. I have stage fright, you know this, dummy."
(Sorry, multitasking a bit here, so replies'll be a bit short)
He chuckled, "all the better for chase scenes, my dear." He walked back to the truck, lobbing a bag of trash from the house behind him and tossed it into the back of the truck, while the truck's claw lifted up the can to dump it in.
"Anywho," he continued, "so what are you going to do today since your work was cancelled? Burn down a building?"
Andre paused. "Nah, start WWIII preferabbly." He giggled a bit. "I've done it with world war two, wouldn't hurt to start another one." He groaned. "Either that, or die."
(its all good)
Hiro let out a small 'pfft', "Well, don't die, meeting up with your dead body tonight would not look too good on paper." He stood back on the back of the truck as he spoke, and began to twirl his hair. "And I wouldn't wish to ruin my already damaged reputation." He sighed and rocked his head side to side on his shoulders. The sweat from being out in the heat for a little while causing some of his hairs to stick the back of his neck.
"I wish I had an iced coffee," he mumbled. Causing some of his coworkers to nod in agreement.
Andre paused. "I can go pick one up and get it for you, if you want me too-" He said, his tail wagging a bit.
"I'm riding on the truck today, so catch me if you can," Hiro responded, his voice flat, but his lips curving ever so slightly upwards. He decided to just give him a little tip as to where he was, so Andre wouldn't be so clueless.
"Just so you know where to look, I'm over near the neighbourhood by the park," he instructed, "up to you to infer where I'll be by the time you get the coffee though."
Andre nodded, and snapped, vanishing before getting the coffee and showing up at the park, waiting.
"Where is he?" he thought aloud, looking around with his ears lowered.
(SORRY SFUIHNSUIFH)
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