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autumnwritcs · 9 months

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for @thedevilsbckbone ;; moving our previous andy & matthias thread

“Thanks,” Matthias said with an amused chuckle when she complimented how good his English was. “Yeah, I’ve had a bit of time to perfect it. My family used to visit a lot too when I was a kid so we spoke English quite a lot. So it wasn’t too bad once I moved here.” He said with a small shrug. She wasn’t the first person surprised by his English and knew she probably won’t be the last. Of course, she was the only one so far where this little detail about himself almost got her to not like him. It was a bit comical now that he thought back on it.

He remained where he was standing, leaning more comfortably against the island as he watched her move about her kitchen as she worked to make them both coffee. He couldn’t help himself as he let his eyes trail down her figure when she turned to put water to boil. Though he only allowed himself a quick glance before lifting his gaze again as she turned to grab mugs. All the while he listened as she spoke about her own upbringing in a different country. He smiled when he’d learned she was Brazilian. “Você fala português?” He asked, spouting off one of the few sentences he’d remembered learning from one of his old buddies back in university that was also from there.

As the conversation turned back towards him, Mats offered Andressa another smile. “Yeah, it’s a tattoo studio. I’m a private tattoo artist — Shocking right? I bet you never would have guessed it.” He said with a chuckle as he raised up his hands, obviously playing around since his arms that were exposed in the button up shirt he wore were covered in tattoos, both good and bad ones alike. “What about you? What is it that you do, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“A lot of immersion.” Andy liked to understand things, how they worked and it wasn’t until alter in life that she read all about situations like hers, got acquainted with what she unknowingly went through when she was younger and came to live in the US. She would have chased a degree on the subject but her mom, sister and herself had decided that the enrollment and tuition money they had saved better went for her sister. As she told him about her own experience moving to the country she tried not to think too much about the fact he was standing at her back and she wasn’t sure whether she was imagining or not the gaze she felt on her back. And even if it was happening, it should be a normal thing, they were chatting and she was moving around so Matthias might only be following her steps. She turn with a grin at his question, head titled. “Sim, é outro idioma que você também fala?” She asked teasingly. Chuckling at his sarcasm, Andy’s eyes went to his uncovered arms, uncovered from fabric sleeves at least, because ink did cover them. “It might have been my fifth choice.” She joked. Turning when the kettle whistled as the water was close to boiling, Andy kept talking. "All those in your arms are yours? I didn't get to see all but I spotted some good ones." She complimented, grabbing her French press for the last step. "Not at all. I'm bartender in a club. And waitress in a diner. If I can get anymore odd jobs in the middle of that, then I'm that, too" Andy explained as she poured the coffee on the mugs. "Here's yours." She brought the trade with the mugs, spoon and sugar to the isle. "Anyway, my schedule is too packed as it so I can't get other things in between. But I've walked dogs, I've made clothes, I've been a housekeeper." She shrugged with a smile. "A bit of everything. How long you've had your studio?"

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