[Act nervous? Act??? She looks genuinely flabbergasted at that, but it switches easily to anxious concern as she turns to see where Teo is waving to, then quickly switches to looking at -- oh! Her phone! Yeah, they had to have a reason for suddenly having an emergency, so Ryder quickly brings it out and switches to her texts. Mom will help.
spam me about an emergency
It doesn't take long at all for new messages to start appearing, phone softly buzzing with each one. ...It may not be the first time Ryder has relied on this particular ruse -- and as long as she didn't call, her mom knew that she was inconvenienced more than actually needing the safety of someone talking to her. It's a good system.
Lip thoroughly chewed, but the tough part apparently taken care of, Ryder looks up with wide eyes that now have a touch of genuine gratitude in them in addition to her worry. Only -- ugh, fuck, stupid credit cards! Okay, well, while that's being rushed, she might as well quickly down the rest of her glass. Come on, come on...! Funnily enough, it really is starting to feel like an emergency, but on top of the need to run away and hide under a rock, there's the quietest whisper of a thought that, oh, this is kind of fun?]
Th-th -- So sorry! [Thank god, here's her card again. No time for math, so she errs on the upper end when it comes to the tip, even though her bank account was going to weep. Better than returning their accommodations with something insultingly low. God, she hopes that wasn't somehow too low? Oh fuck, now she's doubting herself, but it's time to squirrel her card and phone away again and power walk towards the door.
Outside, her shoulders drop and a shaky exhale wheezes out of her, followed by a weak, mortified giggle. He did it. He hit them out of there. Oh, right --
thanks love you
She'll have to explain it later, which means she'll have to think of some other cover because like fuck is she telling her fucking mom she hired an escort and was a complete and total loser about it, but that's a future Ryder problem. Current Ryder just has to look back over to Teo, who might just be the hottest man alive, now, and hold out her arms in an offer to share the load. She should probably carry her own food...]
Y-you... Thanks. [Oof, a little bit dizzy, now. Probably from coming down from all those jittery feelings.] Feel -- better al-already.
[Now if this were a romance story...]
I guess w-we're kind -- kind of far from the -- park. Picnic.
no subject
spam me about an emergency
It doesn't take long at all for new messages to start appearing, phone softly buzzing with each one. ...It may not be the first time Ryder has relied on this particular ruse -- and as long as she didn't call, her mom knew that she was inconvenienced more than actually needing the safety of someone talking to her. It's a good system.
Lip thoroughly chewed, but the tough part apparently taken care of, Ryder looks up with wide eyes that now have a touch of genuine gratitude in them in addition to her worry. Only -- ugh, fuck, stupid credit cards! Okay, well, while that's being rushed, she might as well quickly down the rest of her glass. Come on, come on...! Funnily enough, it really is starting to feel like an emergency, but on top of the need to run away and hide under a rock, there's the quietest whisper of a thought that, oh, this is kind of fun?]
Th-th -- So sorry! [Thank god, here's her card again. No time for math, so she errs on the upper end when it comes to the tip, even though her bank account was going to weep. Better than returning their accommodations with something insultingly low. God, she hopes that wasn't somehow too low? Oh fuck, now she's doubting herself, but it's time to squirrel her card and phone away again and power walk towards the door.
Outside, her shoulders drop and a shaky exhale wheezes out of her, followed by a weak, mortified giggle. He did it. He hit them out of there. Oh, right --
thanks love you
She'll have to explain it later, which means she'll have to think of some other cover because like fuck is she telling her fucking mom she hired an escort and was a complete and total loser about it, but that's a future Ryder problem. Current Ryder just has to look back over to Teo, who might just be the hottest man alive, now, and hold out her arms in an offer to share the load. She should probably carry her own food...]
Y-you... Thanks. [Oof, a little bit dizzy, now. Probably from coming down from all those jittery feelings.] Feel -- better al-already.
[Now if this were a romance story...]
I guess w-we're kind -- kind of far from the -- park. Picnic.