Well, that's a funny thing. I hesitate a little, shifting my weight from one foot to the other, feeling a frown pulling at my eyebrows until I catch myself.
"...M- My name's Steve," I tell him. I don't know why it feels funny to tell him so, except that it's strange I'd share a name with the person who lives here, and not know who that man is. Swallowing down nerves and hopefully the last of my real embarrassing crying, I thrust a hand out toward him. If he wants to beat me up he can sure try it, but I shouldn't treat him like an enemy just because he's a stranger.
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Date: 2011-08-02 07:28 am (UTC)"...M- My name's Steve," I tell him. I don't know why it feels funny to tell him so, except that it's strange I'd share a name with the person who lives here, and not know who that man is. Swallowing down nerves and hopefully the last of my real embarrassing crying, I thrust a hand out toward him. If he wants to beat me up he can sure try it, but I shouldn't treat him like an enemy just because he's a stranger.
"Steve Rogers."