#frecklcfaced

harlow stops her pacing for a moment to look back at waverly as though she had two heads. didn't she just explain why? "they were literally awake and we were already in the middle of a conversation. did you really think i was going to get up and just start talking to someone else when it was obviously more convenient to stay?" there is little motivation for harlow to tell waverly that yes, she was being a tiny bit petty so she keeps that information to herself, hands now at her waist in-wait for a response. "it's not like it had anything to do with you. your name didn't come up."

Walking over to a car logging book, she looks down at it. "Waverly? Yeah, okay. I got it." There was currently no car on the rack so, with that, she grabbed the keys and would eventually drive up onto the metal tire bars and get out. "So, you say it's funny sound." Typical. "I've had about twenty cars come through since this one so I'm sorry that I'm just now getting to it. It shouldn't be a big fix."