(@AbePeurlm) — many people are going to sign up to work with kids, right? I'm guessing there must only be maybe one or to other people you've got on hold. Considering you got me here, I'm gonna say these are people you've worked with but you wouldn't want to —
(@AbePeurlm) — work with them on this particular job. They must be some bastards if you'd rather try out someone new, huh?
(@AbePeurlm) — I'm going to need a drink. If you're done with it, I'm still going to need a drink. So how about we talk this over over a drink instead?
[Walking after him as she spoke, she tugged her bag over her shoulder once more. It had slipped off her —
(@AbePeurlm) — shoulder while she was dealing with the amateur drop and roll move he'd set up for her.]
(@AbePeurlm) — extended her arms towards the centre of his chest as she spoke, giving him all the time in the world to give up his ruse whenever he pleased. In case he didn't though, she was more than willing to do the fake CPR, if that helped in any way and —
(@AbePeurlm) — hoping to find a job to fall back on if this one didn't work out and had lucked out.]
Alright. Let's do it your way then. Would you rather I be the chirpy co-ed? Or just plain stoned? Oh! I know! I could grab that bottle of fake alcohol you —
(@AbePeurlm) — tossed and pretend to be drunk, just like you. Or is that too cliché at this point, considering that seems to be your thing right now?
(@AbePeurlm) — their own, I guess.
[Shrugging her shoulders, she cocked her brow, waiting expectantly for him to glance at the text, make his calculations in his head, realise his mistake and get to either the bumbling apology or the "lets skip over my —