quiche and tell, arts district, 1:25pm
tabs: you can pick that up, i don’t mi–
carson: (aggravated) no. i really don’t want to. (inhales slowly) back to last night, i’m going to mention it but um, you and elliot look real chummy.
tabs: he’s got a girlfriend.
carson: not anymore….
tabs: (raises eyebrows) …they finally broke up?
carson: yep. according to russ…
tabs: (feigns concern) oh, that’s terrible news
carson: (eyes narrow) your facial expression says something different. (concerned) wait, are you thinking of making a move?
tabs smiles mischievously
tabs: (exhales slowly and smiles) well, i-
carson’s phone buzzes again
tabs: you should answer that.
carson: (adamant) finish that sentence–
tabs: (smiles) aren’t you going to answer it?
carson: again, it’s no one i want to talk to. finish that sentence.
tabs: they’ve called you multiple times…it must be urgent. at least see who it is.
carson: it’s my aunt. she does that. finish that sentence.
tabs: (stalling) you think it’s anything having to do with this morning? maybe your client mentioned seeing us?
carson: she most certainly did. but that’s something i’ll worry about later. (leans forward) now finish that sentence.
she sips her coffee slowly and takes a deep breath
tabs: i.…i got to thinking that i think it’s time i take eden’s advice and learn to be happy and alone for now.
carson smiles. he’s relieved but slightly disappointed. bad timing again….
carson: (disappointed) ah yeah…t-that’s good advice.
tabs: besides,you know i don’t date musicians.
carson: yeah…(looks down) maybe when everything has cooled down, maybe w—
carson’s phone vibrates again
tabs: she’s going to keep calling….
carson: (annoyed) she is…i’m turning this fucking thing off…
carson picks up his phone. while holding the power button, a picture message followed by the words “are you going to tell me who this is or should i ask your uncle to find out?” flashes on the screen*
carson exhales slowly and carefully puts down his phone. he draws his hands to his face (to muffle what he’s about to say) and lets out an aggravated a stream of very angry cantonese cursing…
tabs: i-is everything ok?
he glares at tabs
tabs: oh. well…(horrified) o-oh my god. y-your eye!
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*****i cannot write chinese trad. so if there are any errors which i’m sure they’re are, let me know so i can fix my gif!
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