“What?! What did I say that’s so funny?”
She was confused, was she really that humorous? She didn’t intend to…
What confused her the most, however; is Ayaben laughing this enthusiastically.
The people in front of them stared at him for a while, wondering what in the world was wrong with him, she bets. She would have thought so too, anyway.
“My gang? Oh, they are! Sometimes it gets annoying though.” She didn’t even notice the hint of envy in his tone.
“I know I am! I just mean, every girl I’ve encountered are really delicate. Well, except my mother…” She said, her mom flashing into her mind.
“And besides, they’re afraid of me anyway.” She shrugged, placing her hands in her pocket.
“Heh, can’t imagine you being delicate. If you curled your hair a little and dressed differently, hmmmn…” Ayabe began muumbling as his purchases were being scanned and placed in their respective plastic bags. He paid it and took the bags before glancing back at Mafu Mafu, “Hey, so, you’re going home?”
Oddly, this was the closest thing he had to ‘hanging out’. It was pathetic and he didn’t even realize it.
“Maybe I can look delicate if I cut my hair? But I don’t think it’ll suit me. I could just get this dye off, maybe they won’t realize I’m a yankee…” She shrugged, checking her watch.
“Right now? I can, if I want to. But I still need to buy something.” She said, pointing back at the counter.
She completely forgot about
the napkins the thing she had to buy. She sighed and turned around, waving at him.
“Well, bye then, I guess?” She said that, but she really just didn’t want him to see what she needed to buy. It’s embarrassing to buy that in front of a guy.