Timmo turned around to face Diana, and what struck him the most was the purple septum ring she was wearing. He never saw a woman with piercings before let alone one with a purple piercing on her nose, emerald rings, and a gold bracelet. She gave him a bad feeling about this. Diana though, was not having it and after she threw the clerk on the shelves behind him crashing everything with his weight, she walked out to meet him outside.
"Thanks for the oil sugah ! You are such a sweetheart! Oh, and I forgot to tell ya that I gassed up my baby here." Diana shouted to the unconscious clerk while laughing out loud. She pushed the door a bit too hard causing it to break the hinges a bit.
Timmo was simply standing there, pretty shocked with the confrontation but he managed to hide it by pretending to attend to his car. Diana stood right in front of him rolling her eyes, she stared at his face waiting for him to say somethng. After a few seconds of him completely ignoring her, she decided to say a word with the hope to learn what happened to him and why he was so sweaty.
"Riiight... so you seem like you are from around here, that explains why you ain't talkin to me. Typical." Diana said with a smirk.
"I didn't hea-" Timmo tried to say something but got interrupted.
"Yeah, suuure, you didn't hear me. Spare me the theatrics, sweet cheeks, your face ain't lying." Diana said with a sarcastic smirk and she bumped him with her elbow teasingly.
Timmo, who was still sweaty from his earlier ordeal bringing the car to the station, wasn't very keen for chit chat, but as always in the case for him, he doesn't have a particular way with words.
"Look lady, I have got business to do, I don't know whats your problem is but I have a lot on my mind and you are not in top of my list. Comprende ? So take your bicycle out of here and leave me alone." Timmo said and made a move to walk away only to see his feet float. Diana grabbed him from his armpits and levitated him a bit with her strong arms.
"Ohhh ! That was so sweet ! I love tiny guys acting up and throw a tandrum ! Why you don't repeat what you just said, because my hearing is not so good. My curls are great and all but sometimes hair gets stuck inside my drums." Diana said with a laugh.
"What are you doing !? G-Get off me !" Timmo was trying his best to loosen Diana's grip but to no avail, he only made himself look even more pathetic and embarrassing. He was trying his best by flailing his legs and trying to elbow her face but Diana was laughing loudly. While holding Timmo by his armpits, she walked to a broken sign that the gas station had. On top of that sign, there was a rusty hook and Diana simply hanged him there by his shirt. The hook was high enough above the concrete floor and poor Timmo, only flailed his legs trying to somehow free himself.
"L-LET ME GO !!! You prick ! You can't just hang me here !" Timmo retaliated.
"Oh, I think I can sweet cheeks, and you are the living proof of that honey. The hook suits with the color of your t-shirt and the general aura of the gas station. You could be their mascot. Just imagine that, a car heading straight to the gas station for fuel, and the customer see a poor soul on this hook. My guy, you would make that stupid mother-trucker who I threw to the shelves earlier, a millionaire." Diana said while she was admiring how well Timmo fitted on the hook.
He took a heavy breath. He was exhausted from earlier and he didn't want to be pestered any more.
"i am sorry..." Timmo whispered while looking away, his voice barely audible. Droplets of sweat is dripping down on the concrete floor of the gas station and vaporized instantly. The sun was beating them down, but for Diana it was another Tuesday. Her ebony skin helped her a bit on that.
Diana let a throaty laugh, that already started to sound scary to Timmo but she didn't break a sweat even with all of these black clothes. The sun rays were reflecting on her emerald rings and on her gold bracelet. Same goes for her purple septum ring that reflects on Timmo's eyes.
"I didn't hear ya, sweet cheeks." Diana said enjoying his trembling tone and voice.
"I-I am sorry. Are you happy now ?" Timmo rebutted.
"Oh sorry for what ? For being a jerk for no reason ? Hmm... I will think about it. Are you free on Sunday ? Maybe I will hit you a phone call and we can talk about it again, if your... village has one pretty boy." Diana said with a laugh and acted like she was gone walk to her motorcycle.
"Don't leave me here ! I said I am sorry. For being a jerk earlier and talked shit to you. There... you have it." Hearing that, Diana stopped and turned around to face him. Without saying a word, she lifted him from the hook and put him down gently.
"Ata boy, wasn't it so hard for ya ? Let's start again. Name is Diana Supper." She said with a smile like this hook ordeal never happened. She pulled away a bit to give him a bit of space to dust off his clothes.
"Timmo Grubbianski. Can't say it was a pleasure to meet you..." Timmo said with a grudge, clearly annoyed by how Diana so easily handled him and how helpless he was been. His ego was shattered and felt powerless against her, it's not like he was ever outspoken or anything, back in his village, he had to deal constantly with worse people like that. But like always, he never does, too afraid to even speak for himself.
"Loosen up a bit honey ! I ain't biting ya, now, get to the meaty gritty ! Trouble in paradise ? Your rust bucket here, had probably seen better days." Diana while pointing at Timmo's Fjord Siesta behind him.
"My car is just fine ! I don't need your help, I had enough troubles already." Timmo said with a raised tone.
"Whoah ! Chill out boy ! I ain't hitting your mother, I just asked where you are heading. Is that so hard and brutal for you to say ? Come on, give a try to take your male ego out of it. I believe in you !" *She smirked sarcastically patting his shoulders with her right hand trying to ease him off a bit while tingling her septum ring.
"..Hmph... Fine, I was heading to the Grand Canyon Cornfest, but of course, that darn thing broke down in the middle of nowhere. Had to drag this all the way up here." Timmo said with a groan as he walked with Diana to inspect his car.