Don't. [ Her voice drops, expression souring. ] Don't you dare act like you're oblivious. You've made me mad so now I got a free ticket to kicking your ass for this.
[ Clicking her tongue, she goes to the door and gestures him to follow. ]
Just stay close and don't walk off -- I'm not babysitting you.
[ His first reaction is to keep acting oblivious. ]
Hey, I got a weird text from your number when I got here. Someone was being mean to me. I know it couldn't have been you, because I'm doing you a favour and bringing you snacks. You should lock your phone.
[ Seriously, poke a bear much? Still, she certainly doesn't know he's not nearly as harmless as he can seem. He follows along cheerfully, checking everything out as he does. Glancing into other rooms as they pass, looking about in general interest. ]
[ She says with no hesitation, her expression sour as the walk down the hall. Several doors made with glass allowing them to peer inside and catch a glimpse of both strangers and familiar faces in the competition.
Taking him in the room she had rented, it's wide enough for several people and with her belongings piled in a corner. ]
I'll show you what part you'll be doing and then we'll give it a run, 'kay?
[ He chuckles good-naturedly when she threatens him. It's very clear to them both that any ass-kicking from her to him is reliant on him letting her do it. She really has no idea how much her life is in danger around him. And that amuses him greatly. ]
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Oh! Inha-chan, there you are!
[ He tosses the trashcan aside, where it skids to a stop and wobbles a bit but remains upright where he got it from. ]
There must have been some problem with the door, but I guess you fixed it.
[ Completely ignoring the entire debacle, he picks up the bag and holds it at eye level. ]
Shall we go in?
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[ Clicking her tongue, she goes to the door and gestures him to follow. ]
Just stay close and don't walk off -- I'm not babysitting you.
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Hey, I got a weird text from your number when I got here. Someone was being mean to me. I know it couldn't have been you, because I'm doing you a favour and bringing you snacks. You should lock your phone.
[ Seriously, poke a bear much? Still, she certainly doesn't know he's not nearly as harmless as he can seem. He follows along cheerfully, checking everything out as he does. Glancing into other rooms as they pass, looking about in general interest. ]
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[ She says with no hesitation, her expression sour as the walk down the hall. Several doors made with glass allowing them to peer inside and catch a glimpse of both strangers and familiar faces in the competition.
Taking him in the room she had rented, it's wide enough for several people and with her belongings piled in a corner. ]
I'll show you what part you'll be doing and then we'll give it a run, 'kay?
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Sure, sure... Can't be too hard.
[ At least he's confident. ]