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"Shit"
He muttered a swear. He quickly grabbed the packet that had dropped across her lap a few seconds before. Her hands hung in the air before dropping back down. "I told you to not touch things…." His words quieted when her eye subtly snapped at him.
"Are you prohibiting me from touching your things?" Her mouth rounded. "Wha- That's not what I mean?" He stressed out and almost quickly replied, looking aside before closing his eyes. "I know what you mean.”
"I swear it wasn't meant that way, you can touch whatever and wherever you want." He said whatever came to him first, possibly because he was afraid of starting an argument. And he could already tell she was moodier than usual. Is this because she's furious over being suspended? Or else, what could be the reason?
Wait! Is she on her period? But she'd never been grumpy before. Is it preferable if he asked directly? No, that would be an absolute disaster. Should he take her to the store so she can buy whatever she wants? Yes, it is correct.
"Would you like to go get some food?" "Or anything else?" She shook her head, "Just go home," she said without glancing in his direction. Is she upset about what happened earlier? Is she actually upset? Or, is she not...? He tried to look at her face.
He could see that it was quite hot since she was trying to conceal it with her palm, occasionally petting and caressing it while averting those eyes and refusing to acknowledge his attention that had been focused on it for the previous several minutes. "May we now leave? You're staring," she said. After clearing his throat to avoid being noticed, he nodded to her, and they drove off.
They were back home, with him preparing chicken and asparagus lemon stir-fry for dinner while she went to the storeroom as she said she had something to do there. It struck him that she was still there for longer than he expected. He turned off the gas and decided to check on her.
He turned a corner and saw her figure climbing up a seemingly nearly broken ladder, reaching for something on the highest shelf that he was positive she could never, ever reach in her life. "What on earth are you hoping to do? You're going to hurt yourself considering the ladder is nearly unusable.”
As he unintentionally exclaimed, making her shudder in her place, his abrupt arrival caused her to stumble on the step, but thanks to her initial reflex, she was able to save herself from falling and shattering a few numbers of her backbone.
"I would not have fallen. But now I'm sure I would have since you want me to, coming out unexpectedly like a ghost." Breathless, she exclaimed, shaking her head in amazement. "I won't fall, so if you let me, I want to get that." She concluded by pointing her hands towards the white box.
"All right, get back down." "It's okay, I can" "right now. Or do you want me to climb it with you still there? He said, pointing to the iron ladder. "Okay, cool, but I don't think you can reach it either. It is far too high for a human to reach out. Does the constructor have an issue with short people?”
