(Askthefwrp)

“Ahh,” Rosalina placed her hand on the middle of her chest, “I
see.” In all respect, she decided to step back a bit, letting the fourth
wall repairer to finish his job independently.

“Hmm,
I must apologize for asking, dear sir,” she added. “Usually, I am
thrilled to be available for your assistance to make jobs easier, but I
believe I escalated a little, haven’t I?”

“…”

The Repairman finally produced a hammer and some nails, and was about to make the first swing when he stopped. Did he offend her?

“…Look,” he said, looking down. “I didn’t mean to…It’s just…”

He sighed.

“…I’m sorry,” he finally said. “I’m glad you understand, at least, but I didn’t mean to snap like that…”

Inwardly, he was grateful that Rosalina at least asked him first. Some didn’t even have the courtesy to do that.