how do you take your coffee? /+matt
carmen's on a ladder, she's fixing the shitty wiring on the ceiling. tool belt on, it's like a fucking fire hazard. it's a miracle these guys haven't just spontaneously combusted. matt's voice makes her jump slightly. "su put-you scared me." matt's kinda sneaky, they should put a bell on that guy. it doesn't help that carmen doesn't have great hearing. she leans on the ladder. "-wait, i was trying to get this done before you got here. there's a ladder in the middle of the room. just so you know."
"coffee? hmmm..." she smiles, starts moving things around. toolbox and all. "-are you inviting or just taking me, guapo?" she claps her hands to dust them, she takes the time to really look at him. all put together and proper. makes her feel some type of way. "you got a bruise happening there, on your cheekbone." and like shit that's weird. "don't worry y'can't really see it. unless you're really looking." and boy is she looking.
