"Uh, couldn’t you get one of your parents to help you?" The man blinked in confusion.
She sighed. “My parents aren’t around. Do you know anyone around here that could help with a stuck zipper? I’d appreciate it.”
"Uh…" He glanced around. "I could help?" The tone in his voice signaled that he was utterly confused and concerned.
"Oh, you would? Thanks, mister~" She smiled at him, she didn’t even notice the confusion in his voice. Dumb bitch.
"Sure, yeah. I wouldn’t mind, I guess?" He paused. "Actually, yeah. I kind of would mind. That’d be really weird and I’ll probably be arrested.."
"Oh, right... well, it was worth a try, wasn't it?" She laughed nervously. "I should probably just go home and try to get it off there."
















