Apr 10, 2016
âI donât care if you donât want my help, Iâll do it anyways.â
â You donât need to.â itâs the first thing that pops into her mind, because sometimes all she thought was that he was such a pain in the ass, and that having him around only made thing slower. But then, after that, she always remembered how good he was at his job, even if lazy and even if he took it way too lightly for what she thought.
So, sighing through slightly parted lips, she stares at him, both her hands on her hips.
âAlright. Do what you want, Kaz, you always do. Just, donât know me down, okay?â A brief, brief pause. âThanks.â
