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Thanks for being patient for updates to return. I still have a lot to work out irl but I was always thinking about how much I’d like to come back and push forward here.
He is… he is… hmm
Note: “Le’me” is a verbal contraction of “let me”, pronounced “Lemmy” in my region/by me lol.
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CJ scowls, holding a spray bottle. "And now i have to clean the slicer AGAIN!"
Damian strains a smirk whilst he attempts to pick up some bin bag handles. "The price of pleasing shitty customers!"
Ash notices Damian trying to lift too many bin bags and leaps in. "Hey! Wait! Don't carry them all at once!"
Damian tries to reassure Ash, but he has grabbed some anyway. "I have to do extra trips anyway! So le'me give you a hand!"
Ash then holds the door open for Damian, he mumbles a "oh, er, thanks..."
Ash shivvers as they make their way to the outside bins in the pitch black. "Brrr! It's bloody cold out!"
Damian rolls his eyes.
Sarcastic thoughts assault Damian as he throws out his rubbish. "State the obvious, it's winter and raining. Everyone's small talk is the same. Do we all have nothing better to talk about anymore? Complaining about the weather everyday? Gosh I sound so mean thinking like that. I just don't know what to say to that, I'm such a piece of-"
Ash continues talking as Damian stews on the other end of the section of bins. "The fresh air's really nice though! I really needed to clear my head. aaaah Damian, I swear CJ drives me nutes sometimes."
Damian's brain starts panicking with "He's trying to be nice to you don't be mean don't be mean don't- what do I say to that? That's you gave me a hand just to escape her?"
Ash throws away some bin bags into a container. "It's not bad to want to help people, even if it's part of your job, right?"
Damian freezes.
Damian strains a smirk whilst he attempts to pick up some bin bag handles. "The price of pleasing shitty customers!"
Ash notices Damian trying to lift too many bin bags and leaps in. "Hey! Wait! Don't carry them all at once!"
Damian tries to reassure Ash, but he has grabbed some anyway. "I have to do extra trips anyway! So le'me give you a hand!"
Ash then holds the door open for Damian, he mumbles a "oh, er, thanks..."
Ash shivvers as they make their way to the outside bins in the pitch black. "Brrr! It's bloody cold out!"
Damian rolls his eyes.
Sarcastic thoughts assault Damian as he throws out his rubbish. "State the obvious, it's winter and raining. Everyone's small talk is the same. Do we all have nothing better to talk about anymore? Complaining about the weather everyday? Gosh I sound so mean thinking like that. I just don't know what to say to that, I'm such a piece of-"
Ash continues talking as Damian stews on the other end of the section of bins. "The fresh air's really nice though! I really needed to clear my head. aaaah Damian, I swear CJ drives me nutes sometimes."
Damian's brain starts panicking with "He's trying to be nice to you don't be mean don't be mean don't- what do I say to that? That's you gave me a hand just to escape her?"
Ash throws away some bin bags into a container. "It's not bad to want to help people, even if it's part of your job, right?"
Damian freezes.