[ It's a greeting so surprising to Scarlett's ears that she actually stops in the middle of what she's doing; Her hands deep in the earth as she loosens the soil around some deep roots. Dirt embedding itself in the beds of her nails as she crouches down on the ground. Her back straightens, head turning slowly to stare openly at Eugene. The brunette's face cast in shadows with a look of bewilderment etched across it.
Her instinctive reaction would have been to say 'yes', she did mind, but his greeting throws her so off balance that something quite different spills past her lips. ]
Scarlett. [ The name alone conjures up images of women that look absolutely nothing like the one before him. Her eyes narrowing infinitesimally before she can compose herself with an attempt at an indifferent shrug. ] Have at it.
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Her instinctive reaction would have been to say 'yes', she did mind, but his greeting throws her so off balance that something quite different spills past her lips. ]
Scarlett. [ The name alone conjures up images of women that look absolutely nothing like the one before him. Her eyes narrowing infinitesimally before she can compose herself with an attempt at an indifferent shrug. ] Have at it.