A novelistâs misery / CA Open
[đ] Vasco sneers. âYou better are. Because he bites gawkersâ
But just when he hoped that she would leave him alone and move on, she asks him for a cellphone to borrow. As if heâd borrow a cellphone to a complete stranger. Not like he got one, anyway. âI got no cellphone on me. I was brought here in my shirt and boxers.â But just when he finishes the sentence, he realizes two things. One, maybe itâs not a great idea to reveal something so embarrassing to a girl. Especially HE should know that, but it slipped his tongue already. Câest la vie. The other thing is more unpleasant at that point. No cellphone. No money. He got nothing here except the clothes he wears from that room, and his crocodile. Wow. Iâm screwedâŠ
Jeez, what was up with this guy? Connie arched an eyebrow at his behavior. Why did he find it necessary to tell her he was brought in a shirt and boxers? Still, it makes Connie giggle a little. Once she realizes thatâs rude, her expression is much more humble.
âHa. Sorry. They gave me this.â
She shows him the wooden sword.














