"Friday is good," she said. She could always use the bag that her clothes were currently in to bring a load down next week. Not that it was a huge deal either way, but. Damn. She was hoping that asking for the basket back might have given her an opening to see him again.
No such luck.
She offered her hand to him, so they could shake, flashing the guy a grin. "I'm Stiles."
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Date: 2015-03-01 06:40 pm (UTC)No such luck.
She offered her hand to him, so they could shake, flashing the guy a grin. "I'm Stiles."