( kwanqs )
“Oh dang, I’m so sorry!” Hands in the air, he backs away and inhales sharply. It wasn’t his intention to bump into her and make her drop those grocery bags. “Hey those look heavy.” Biting down his lower lip, the male nods towards the bags and gestures a may I look before picking them up. “I’ll carry them home for you. I kinda owe you.”
She was in a hurry-- obviously, just quickly grabbing some stuff to eat ( more like her mother gave her a whole REALLY LONG list of all the stuff she has to get at the grocery store. ), then hopefully bringing them home to head to practice. But of course something like this had to happen. Now. Now when she was already getting late anyways. Plus, plus her hands hurt from carrying the heavy grocery bags. Jesus. She’s giving an apologetic bow, as she did not want to sound so rude to him-- could happen to everyone, right? Her mouth opens to assure him that SHE was the one being sorry, though it closes again as she sees him picking up the bags before she could do so. She wants to say no, but.. her hands still really hurt.. ❝ ━ You don’t.. have to, especially not if you’re busy.. or something. But.. ah-- I appreciate it. You know, they are heavy, my wrists are hurting from carrying them! I swear! ❞
