"Fine. Just… fine." But Lydia wasn't fine. She'd been accused of stealing for goodness sake. Hurriedly, she pushed her umbrella into her bag, and her gloves back into her pocket.
And then she stopped, and actually looked up. "No, hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to just walk into you like that. I'm just having a totally shit day." She sniffed for emphasis. "Such a basic store." The Americanism feels a bit alien on her tongue, and she's not sure why she's used it, except all of the cool Youtube bloggers are using it. And Lydia's cool, right? Right.
but of course!
And then she stopped, and actually looked up. "No, hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to just walk into you like that. I'm just having a totally shit day." She sniffed for emphasis. "Such a basic store." The Americanism feels a bit alien on her tongue, and she's not sure why she's used it, except all of the cool Youtube bloggers are using it. And Lydia's cool, right? Right.