[ The man is determined, but not quite as spry as Eddie. The blade of his knife scrapes up the van’s paint-job as he attempts to scramble after the young man, who only inches further away, toward the front end of the vehicle.
In the end, the motorist doesn’t get that far. Before he can even pull himself up onto the roof of the van, he’s pulled back down and held in place by Lucina. He turns his anger to her instead, shouting about the parking spaces while Eddie inches toward the rear end of the van once more and peers down at the two of them. ]
I guess I, uh…blocked him in?
[ He does his best to feign innocence, but he knew exactly what he was doing, and guilt seeps through into his expression. All the same, it shouldn’t have been as big a deal as it was. ]
Hey, I’d have moved if he’d asked nicely. He kind of didn't ask at all.
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In the end, the motorist doesn’t get that far. Before he can even pull himself up onto the roof of the van, he’s pulled back down and held in place by Lucina. He turns his anger to her instead, shouting about the parking spaces while Eddie inches toward the rear end of the van once more and peers down at the two of them. ]
I guess I, uh…blocked him in?
[ He does his best to feign innocence, but he knew exactly what he was doing, and guilt seeps through into his expression. All the same, it shouldn’t have been as big a deal as it was. ]
Hey, I’d have moved if he’d asked nicely. He kind of didn't ask at all.