Fin had assumed he was being brushed off, perhaps because he was famous- Not unheard of, it happened more than you might guess- So he looked a bit surprised by the offer.
"How about I give you mine," he offered instead, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a business card that displayed his mobile number beneath an email address. It made more sense to him that Akeem be the one to pick a time and place. After all, he wasn't the one who was nervous about being interrupted or overheard. He should be, he knew that, Fin was simply all out of fucks to give, to be honest.
"Call me whenever. I'm not busy lately," he added as he slipped on his sunglasses and got to his feet.
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Date: 2016-09-22 12:55 am (UTC)"How about I give you mine," he offered instead, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a business card that displayed his mobile number beneath an email address. It made more sense to him that Akeem be the one to pick a time and place. After all, he wasn't the one who was nervous about being interrupted or overheard. He should be, he knew that, Fin was simply all out of fucks to give, to be honest.
"Call me whenever. I'm not busy lately," he added as he slipped on his sunglasses and got to his feet.