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Then, he pushes offaway

"You forgot your shoe and sock," I call out to hi them on the sidewalk

"You can keep them as souvenirs," he calls back as he hops toward a fancy-looking silver Audi parked a little further down on the other side of the road

I bend down and pick up his sock and shoe

I told him that he wasn’t a nice person, but there must be a little nice in him He could’ve called the cops He probably should have, but he didn’t And I didn’t even thank him

Sock and shoe in hand, I start to walk over to Gabriel, who’s just made it to his car and opened the driver’s door

By the tiine is on

I rap on theHe turns his head and stares at ht you your sock and shoe" I hold them up for him to see

He rolls his n, and he takes theer seat

I aardly stand there, biting on ether "I should have said thank you For you not calling the cops I do appreciate it And I a over your foot Really, I aed your ive youon ht up inappropriate if you are You broke et in my pants Bad for toto be a good person! I can’t believe you think I was hitting on you!"

"Weren’t you?"

"No!"

"Well then"--he scratches his chin--"I don’t knohether to be relieved or offended" He looks h! God, you’re a…"

"What aer person, Ava Do not take the bait It’s clear that he loves an arguive him what he wants

I take a few deep breaths in and out and then change tack "Are you sure you canue back And I swear, I see a spark of disappointment because I didn’t

"Of course I can," he retorts "It’s an autoht foot, and that’s your injured foot I really don’t think you will be able to drive You can’t even put weight on it And, if you do soe to your foot than there already is"

"Are you a fucking doctor now?" he bites "Of course I can drive et to the hospital?" He dismisses me with a flick of his wrist

"Fine" I raise my hands and step back "I’ll leave But don’t say I didn’t warn you, Hoppy"

"What did you just call " I smile innocently "You drive safe now" I turn on my heel and walk back over to ine

When I reach ainst the driver’s door and watch as he tries to drive his car, which I know he doesn’t have a hope in hell of doing

It moves slowly at first and then jerks forward, like he went heavy on the gas The car stops, then jerks forward again, and then stops

"Motherfucker!" he yells, sla wheel, which sets off his horn

I have to hold back a laugh "You okay there, Hoppy?"

He doesn’t even look at er

Asshole

But, instead of getting annoyed, I laugh, knowing it will vex hiain, and then, suddenly, his car lurches forward and jun