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i’ll give you a piece of gum if you do, too. 

*      need a line like yesterday 

/     plssss >:) 

/     also visuals: https://www.instagram.com/p/DSgOVm9kqDU/?igsh=MWE0bHEyNXM4ZTBjOA==

[brows raised,  he watched her stuff spill over the floor.    not thinking twice,  he knelt down beside her onto the pavement to help her pick up some of the junk.   silver chain dangling around his neck as he bent,  helping her put it back.]      i didn’t mean to startle you,  sorry.    [he apologized,    greenish blue eyes looked over at her.   despite his gruff appearance,  buzzcut. some would see him,  as some threat.  veiling his gentleman demeanor.    his voice was rather calm as he spoke, noticing the exhaustion adorning her eyes.  he frowned.]       well, do you need some help?       they look heavy,     yeah.  

@cashhunt,   shit.      [      she   sighs,   the   sound   heavy   &   jagged   as   she   stares   at   the   scattered   box.      it’s   a   cluttered   myriad   of   personal   junk   now   claiming   the   pavement,   lips   pressed   into   a   tight,   frustrated   line.      she   kneels,   jaw   set   firm,   as   her   fingers   tangle   with   the   torn   cardboard   to   drag   the   mess   back   into   place.      hair   sticks   to   her   neck   in   the   stifling   heat,   an   unrelenting   itch   she   ignores.      a   soft   scoff   bubbles   up—a   half-laugh   at   the   pure   absurdity   of   someone   watching    this   disaster—as   she   gives   a   slight,   disbelieving   shake   of   her   head.      ]      i   would   be..      [      finally,   she   shifts   her   weight   to   look   up   at   him,   squinting   one   eye   shut   against   the   aggressive   glare   of   the   sun.      she   tilts   her   head   just   enough   to   trap   his   gaze   with   a   look   that’s   blunt   &   completely   exhausted.      ]      if   these   boxes   weren’t   beating   my   ass.