06-27-2020, 04:25 AM
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— gingers truly weren't meant for this kind of lifestyle. and, despite green’s somewhat blatant selflessness and kindness, at least to anyone that knew him - anyone that actually knew him would know how much he liked that cap - addy simply stared at him, looking far less than impressed. “green,” he said slowly, furrowing his brows in subtle irritation, “why the hell would i want that sweaty hat?” though, he had to take a moment to look around and notice that green had offered far more than anyone else had. he at least tried to give addy something, even when he had just about nothing to offer. goddamn it. he hated that the more time he spent with the guy, the more he came to realize that he meant well.
why was it so hard to hate this guy? shifting his weight, he tried to look a bit less pissed off - it was a hard feat - as he then muttered, “thanks, but… you can keep it.” it seemed a bit late to be politely turning down the offer, didn’t it? still, he simply crossed his arms and glanced around absently at the beach work that had been done so far. “we’re just about done, anyway. the damage is already done; i'll be red as a fucking lobster tomorrow.” the closest green would ever get to an apology for being such an asshole; some things addy just didn’t care to apologize for.
— gingers truly weren't meant for this kind of lifestyle. and, despite green’s somewhat blatant selflessness and kindness, at least to anyone that knew him - anyone that actually knew him would know how much he liked that cap - addy simply stared at him, looking far less than impressed. “green,” he said slowly, furrowing his brows in subtle irritation, “why the hell would i want that sweaty hat?” though, he had to take a moment to look around and notice that green had offered far more than anyone else had. he at least tried to give addy something, even when he had just about nothing to offer. goddamn it. he hated that the more time he spent with the guy, the more he came to realize that he meant well.
why was it so hard to hate this guy? shifting his weight, he tried to look a bit less pissed off - it was a hard feat - as he then muttered, “thanks, but… you can keep it.” it seemed a bit late to be politely turning down the offer, didn’t it? still, he simply crossed his arms and glanced around absently at the beach work that had been done so far. “we’re just about done, anyway. the damage is already done; i'll be red as a fucking lobster tomorrow.” the closest green would ever get to an apology for being such an asshole; some things addy just didn’t care to apologize for.