the-nerou:

solihan:

{‘clutches his shoulder, exaggeratedly contorting his face into one of pain before he straightens up and pulls the rest of the items from the shelves you can’t reach just to spite you} Yes m’am.

/Her eyes narrows as she stares at you with an annoyed but playful expression./ Well…

Huh. {‘shrugs and bends down a bit, patting his back} Climb on then, Miss Short Legs. We’ll probably get things done faster this way anyways–