03-07-2023, 11:39 PM
The girl, Tenzin, was spot on. They absolutely should not have been in the sewers.
“You’d think a guy doens’t have to be told twice to not go in sewers, but I suppose I learned the lesson now,” he nodded firm and true. “Make you a promise, Tenz, can I call you Tenz? I’ll make you a promise, No more sewers for me.” he literally made an X over his heart followed by the universal sign of a dead guy, the noose around the neck. cross my heart and hope to die, they both got that. Right?
Soon, her muddled accent was explained. India was good enough an explanation for him. He had to assume the different bits of India meant things to different people. Hell, a matter of confusing someone from Englewood as coming from West Englewood could get you shot. They were only blocks apart.
Mik was getting under her skin, though. And not in the fun, flirty way he was trying. She might as well have puffed up. Then bedded down in the clip of her response was a pronoun that Andre didn’t miss. Not just because he was a detective, either.
“What’s her name? Your girl at home that doesn’t stay home?” he asked with a bit of a smile. Unlike Mik and his raucous teasing, Andre was genuinely curious. Especially after feeling bad having gone so long without asking Tenzin’s name herself.
“You’d think a guy doens’t have to be told twice to not go in sewers, but I suppose I learned the lesson now,” he nodded firm and true. “Make you a promise, Tenz, can I call you Tenz? I’ll make you a promise, No more sewers for me.” he literally made an X over his heart followed by the universal sign of a dead guy, the noose around the neck. cross my heart and hope to die, they both got that. Right?
Soon, her muddled accent was explained. India was good enough an explanation for him. He had to assume the different bits of India meant things to different people. Hell, a matter of confusing someone from Englewood as coming from West Englewood could get you shot. They were only blocks apart.
Mik was getting under her skin, though. And not in the fun, flirty way he was trying. She might as well have puffed up. Then bedded down in the clip of her response was a pronoun that Andre didn’t miss. Not just because he was a detective, either.
“What’s her name? Your girl at home that doesn’t stay home?” he asked with a bit of a smile. Unlike Mik and his raucous teasing, Andre was genuinely curious. Especially after feeling bad having gone so long without asking Tenzin’s name herself.
“We are rarely proud when we are alone.”