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[dannyroo]

Danny's grin stretched even wider, eyes lighting up as her teasing only fueled him further. "Me? A troublemaker?" He placed a hand dramatically over his heart, feigning offense. "I could never! I'm just an innocent guy walkin' around, mindin' my own business...and playin' speed bump for distracted geniuses, I guess. But that part was on accident. At least, this time it was."

He tilted his head, energy softening just a bit as he glanced down at the notebook she seemed to protective of. "Really, though, sounds like you've got something super cool goin' on there. Rough draft or not, you looked locked in. That's gotta mean it's good."

He paused, boyish curiosity impossible to hide as he leaned forward slightly, like he was trying to take a peek without crossing a line. "So, what are you workin' on anyway? I mean, if it really is a secret invention, you don't have to tell me, but..." He grinned, "If it's something world-changing, I wanna be able to say I was there at the beginning. Y'know, so I can brag about it after."

tinsley blinked, startled at first by the sheer energy radiating off the boy she’d bumped into. for a moment, she couldn’t decide if his grin was infectious or slightly overwhelming. her lips twitched into a hesitant smile as she clutched the notebook to her chest, glancing down at it as if to confirm it was still intact. ❝ no world domination plans — at least, not yet, ❞ she quipped, her voice soft but tinged with amusement. ❝ just a...uh, very rough draft of something I’m working on. you didn’t mess it up, promise. ❞ she adjusted her hold on the notebook, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. ❝ I’m okay, though, thanks. pretty sure the only thing I hurt was my ego, ❞ she added with a small laugh, glancing up at him fully now. ❝ you’ve got a lot of charm for someone who nearly got run over, ❞ she teased, tilting her head slightly. ❝ you’re not secretly some kind of troublemaker, are you? or do you just have a thing for scaring distracted inventors? ❞

[fastxflying]

When Vidia saw a shock of blonde hair peeking through the crowd on her way out of the bar, she almost thought about hiding. Tink was probably going to be too annoying to deal with tonight, and Vidia just wanted to get out of the pitch black night as soon as possible. But with Shane as the only person who really knew about Vidia's little habits, she also didn't want to rub anyone else in the Lost Boys the wrong way. Even if Tink could be kind of... intense.

"Heeey," Vidia hated that she was even offering, but she had to admit that travellig in pairs would be safer, "Need someone to walk home with?"

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[underxrealm]

Hector fumbled around for his keys, wallet, and phone in the dark. He almost thought that someone might've swiped them, but thankfully everyone else seemed just as distracted by the darkness as him. The sudden change in air was just the kick in the rear Hector needed to feel eyes watching him, just like he had been feeling for the past several weeks.

He looked around frantically, hoping whoever was watching wasn't going to cause trouble. From not too far out on the street, he spotted a young blonde woman, stuck in some kind of predicament, "OH! Here, let me help you?"

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[megarateresi]

"Wow Tins, what would I do without your precious insight in my life?" Sighing in relief as the muscle began to relax, Meg gestured to Tinsley's takeout cup. "If you really cared about me y'know, you would offer me a sip."

A pause.

"Unless it's just black coffee, in which case if you really cared, you would go buy me a proper drink." The snark left her voice as she gave Tinsley her best impression of an innocent puppy dog, her eyes large and pleading. "I'm clearly just so very dehydrated and suffering."

stood outside the coffee shop, her arms crossed as she leaned casually against the stone wall. emerald eyes followed meg's form, nodding in encouragement, but then—crash!— down she went, landing in an undignified heap.

she bit her lip, desperately willing snicker threatening to break free to stay inside. despite herself, tinsley allowed a small, quiet chuckle to slip free, her shoulders shaking slightly as she turned away, not wanting to draw attention to her amusement. It wasn’t mean-spirited, just… hard to resist.

glancing to her left, then her right: was nobody going to help? her eyes roll skyward, lips curling into a slight smirk as she sips her coffee, ❝ that looked like it hurt. ❞ styraphome coffee cup is lowered. ❝ and you were doing so well, too. ❞

[dannyroo]

Danny had been mid-step, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his hoodie as he practically bounced along the pavement, humming a tune under his breath. The collision caught him off guard, sending him stumbling back with a surprised "Whoa!", wide eyes darting down to the person in front of him, quickly replacing his shock with a sheepish grin.

"No, no, you're good! Totally my fault too, I wasn't watchin' where I was going." he said quickly, brushing himself off. "You okay? You didn't hurt anything, did ya?" He took a better look at her now he was more settled, noticing all the notebook and scribbled pages, a spark of boyish intrigue lighting up his face. "You look like you're on a mission. Must be somethin' important in there, huh? Hope I didn't mess up any genius plans or nothin'. Unless you've got plans to take over the world in that notebook? 'Cause, if so, I wanna make sure I'm on your good side, first."

footsteps echo against the pavement, her gaze locked on a small notebook in her hands. she scribbled furiously, muttering to herself as she worked out the details of her latest invention. the chatter of passing citizens faded into the background as she walked, her focus unwavering. unfortunately, her determination to solve her problem blinded her to the world around her, and before she could react, she collided with someone with a sickening crunch. tinsley gasped, stumbling backward and nearly dropping her notebook. she blinked up at the person she’d bumped into, her cheeks flushing pink. ❝ oh — ! sorry, that was my fault. ❞

[tootleloo-timothy]

Tim laughs and shakes his head.

"Yeah, well, guess you're lucky I like you enough to stop. So whatcha working on?"

He reaches like he's going to snatch away the notebook but doesn't actually. He'd tried that for real once. Never again.

❝ tootles! ❞ she exclaimed, her face flushing with embarrassment as she hugged her notebook to her chest. ❝ sorry about that! I was just, uh... ❞ she glanced down at the scribbles in her notebook, realizing how ridiculous it might sound to explain her newest idea out loud. her voice trailed off before she cleared her throat. ❝ 's just an idea for somethin' new. you know me — once I get in my head, the rest of the world just kind of… disappears... but I guess I forgot to, y’know, look up. ❞ she gave a sheepish smile.

[tootleloo-timothy]

Tim was boarding through town as he usually does. He'd tried to get out of Tinsley's way, but she was in the middle of the sidewalk and not exactly walking straight.

She's lucky he hopped off in time not to run her over, but he still sort of crashes into her.

"Whoa, Tins. I almost made you roadkill. What's got you all up in the clouds?"

footsteps echo against the pavement, her gaze locked on a small notebook in her hands. she scribbled furiously, muttering to herself as she worked out the details of her latest invention. the chatter of passing citizens faded into the background as she walked, her focus unwavering. unfortunately, her determination to solve her problem blinded her to the world around her, and before she could react, she collided with someone with a sickening crunch. tinsley gasped, stumbling backward and nearly dropping her notebook. she blinked up at the person she’d bumped into, her cheeks flushing pink. ❝ oh — ! sorry, that was my fault. ❞