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"uh, no sorry. I think you have the wrong person. Anyway, thanks! Have a nice day" She says reaching for her cup with a smile. Who the heck was this dude!?
"uh, no sorry. I think you have the wrong person. Anyway, thanks! Have a nice day" She says reaching for her cup with a smile. Who the heck was this dude!?
(Nah I like that XD)
He groaned. "You too." He Knew it was her. And now he was in a sour mood for the rest of the day.
(okay lol)
She almost glared at him as she walked away. She had written her number on the ten that she gave him, and now was regretting it. She sat down at one of the tables and opening her computer, taking a sip of her drink and started typing.
Brett looked at the ten in his hands. 'That little jerk doesn't remember!' He thought. He ungreatfuly helped other costumers, wanting not to be there any more. He was so ready to leave.
She looked back at him and felt somewhat bad….
Only because he cant even remember something. "Poor thing. Must have memory loss or something." She thought to herself and turned back to her computer.
Brett finished the shift, and gathered his stuff. He shuffled out the door onto the sidewalk outside of the shop. He walked to his car, and almost screamed. "NOOOOO!!!!" He cried throwing his stuff on the hood of the car. He knelt down next to the now flat tire. "Come on! The second time this week! And now I don't have a spare to replace it!" He groaned. This was terrible. He ran a hand through his hair, and banged hi head against the side of his vintage buick. "Why…?" He slumped onto the ground.
Ironically enough Azelea had just gotten done with her work and had been walking out with a black coffee with whipped cream on it. She looked at the flat tire, then to kid from earlier. Brett was his name? "yo, do you need some help? Ive gotta spare in my truck." She cocked her hip to the side with her hand on it.
Brett looked up alarmed. He turned and saw Lizzy standing there. "Would…would you? Even though I was…kinda rude to you earlier?" He said standing up brushing off the bit of snow from his clothes.
She shivered a bit, though smiled at him. "Yeah sure it's fine. I figured you were having a rough day so I let it go" SHe says with a shrug. She stepped forward and reached her hand out for him. "come on. It's a little chilly. If you would give me a hand with getting the tire that would be great." She smiled at him.
"Of course, thank you." He said walking with her to her car. 'She really must not remember…' he sighed helping her.
"okay so the tire just…. lays in the bed of my truck" She says walking up to the yellow truck. (it looks like this https://pin.it/zbl6jev4dtu6hl)
"here we are!" She pats the roof with a smile. She loved this truck so much. Though if anyone said anything bad about it, shed pop their head right off their neck.
"Thanks!" He sighed picking up the tire. He heaved it over to his car, dropping it next to the flat tire. "I guess I owe you a new tire…huh?" He turned to look at her.
"nah thats totally fine." She waved it off "so time to put this sucker on. shall we?" She says bending down to the tire and looking up at him.
"Are you sure? I'm going to have a guilty conscious after this." He said, starting to get the tire off.
"well take it as……. payback for making you make yet another drink for someone today." She says grabbing the tire that he had just gotten off.
"Well, it is my job." He pointed out, fasenting the new spare on.
"true but… whatever. I'm just being nice okay" She lets out a little laugh and an eye roll.
"Okay." He replied. He stood up and held a hand out to her. "Thank you none the less." He smiled.
"nah, no problem! Tires dont cost…. that much." She hesitated a little. She usually wasnt very nice, but this one was good lookin, so she let it off the hook. She can buy a new tire.
"suck it up Izzy. Dont be stupid" she thoguht to herself.
Brett took a deep sharp inhale, he wasn't gonna say anything…but wherever she came from, she obviously didn't know just how expensive they were. He sighed. "Well thank you again." He said half smiling.
Yeah, she definetly knew how expensive tires were. She was just being friendly.
She stood up with a proud expression on her face and her hands on her hips.
"want one?" She says pulling out a cigarette.
"No thanks, I don't smoke." He shook his head. "I won't judge you though, you gave me a tire after all." He smiled.
(Gtg, night!)
(night! <3)
"Nah it's fine if you judge. I'm used to it" She says leaning against her yellow truck. "and don't worry. I won't blow it in your face or anything. And if you don't want me to, ill blow it out"
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