The Foreign Rogue
The man seems somewhat surprised to see you give him the carrots back, but keeps his hands still, and his mouth open. The sink's water rushes over his hand, and you glance at them to see them grow more and more red as they are kept under the icy cold blast. You cough, and he gets jolted back to reality, jerking his hands back and hastily shoving them behind his back, laughing nervously, and wincing somewhat in pain. You try and ignore this, and lift the carrots pointetedly. "I'm sorry, but I can't make time to help you with your carrots." The man's hands, now at least warming back normally, are now at his head, scratching.
"What? But, I, uh, really need help .." You keep a forced smile on your face, dropping the carrots on the counter next to the sink. The man hastily turns the faucet off and wipes his hands with his shirt. "Oh come on, if no one helps me, I'm not gonna finish in time." "It's not my problem..." You reply dryly, and quickly turn around, but not before Derick aggressively grabs your shoulder.
Surprised, your eyes widen and your head turns around to glare at him. His eyes narrow, and he demands, "What's your name?" You're a bit surprised at his sudden harshness, but you answer ..
"What? But, I, uh, really need help .." You keep a forced smile on your face, dropping the carrots on the counter next to the sink. The man hastily turns the faucet off and wipes his hands with his shirt. "Oh come on, if no one helps me, I'm not gonna finish in time." "It's not my problem..." You reply dryly, and quickly turn around, but not before Derick aggressively grabs your shoulder.
Surprised, your eyes widen and your head turns around to glare at him. His eyes narrow, and he demands, "What's your name?" You're a bit surprised at his sudden harshness, but you answer ..