The only thing putting my job in jeopardy is you. [He says it through his teeth where they're already clenched tight, lips peeled back, looking too much like a cornered animal: bristling in its movements to bite at anything that gets too close.
And then his features pinch. He runs a hand over his face, deflating— but no less irritated for it.]
Fine. [A sharp glare, eyes flicked over as he kicks the engine on (fucking androids.), dragging the car back into reverse.]
Fine—
[There is, in reality, a coffee shop not five blocks up from where they need to be. No parking spaces left (it’s a busy side street, and Gavin isn’t about to pull around the block to try and track down what he doesn’t need) instead sliding in behind a pair of automated taxis, sitting too close to their rear viewports.
no subject
And then his features pinch. He runs a hand over his face, deflating— but no less irritated for it.]
Fine. [A sharp glare, eyes flicked over as he kicks the engine on (fucking androids.), dragging the car back into reverse.]
Fine—
[There is, in reality, a coffee shop not five blocks up from where they need to be. No parking spaces left (it’s a busy side street, and Gavin isn’t about to pull around the block to try and track down what he doesn’t need) instead sliding in behind a pair of automated taxis, sitting too close to their rear viewports.
The doors unlock.]
What are you waiting for? Get a move on.
Go.