|
|
Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 12:40:48 GMT -8
"So you being visibly smaller than me doesn't make you short, even though I'm a tater tot?" They'd scoff a chuckle, adjusting their bomber as they crossed the street.
"But clearly I'm the idiot here." They'd add, a somewhat sarcastic attempt to validate Gidget's feelings. They could already tell they were going to have a lot of fun fucking with her...assuming neither of them just walked away with no intention of reconnecting. That would kind of put a hole in the plan.
|
|
|
|
Post by Gidget on Dec 20, 2020 12:45:54 GMT -8
"Clearly," Gidget said with a glare over her shoulder. She continued to make her way in the general direction of the apartments.
|
|
|
|
Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 12:49:33 GMT -8
WR just rolled their eyes with a smile. What an insecure bean. It was cute.
"So you're not short. Got it. What are you then? Got any hobbies?" They'd joke fun at her again before changing the subject. They didn't want to accidentally make an enemy out of the purple gremlin, but something told them it was already too late for that.
|
|
|
|
Post by Gidget on Dec 20, 2020 13:02:39 GMT -8
She genuinely could not imagine a reason this stranger would be so interested in her, aside from their shared height (or lack thereof). She furrowed her brows and glanced over at them again, actually taking a moment to observe them and their movements.
"You don't even know my name, and you're asking me what my hobbies are? What is this, a first date?"
|
|
|
|
Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 13:05:10 GMT -8
"I gave you my name. You didn't. So I moved on." They would shrug. As far as Gidget would be able to tell, there were no ulterior motives or malicious intentions behind WR's visage.
|
|
|
|
Post by Gidget on Dec 20, 2020 13:10:30 GMT -8
"And now we are back to the whole first date questionnaire. Aren't you gonna take me to dinner first?"
Gidget sneered slightly, tucking her hands into her pockets. She seemed a bit more comfortable once they had moved on from the conversation of height.
|
|
|
|
Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 13:15:27 GMT -8
"What, gotta offer you filet mignon on a silver fuckin' platter before you'll give me your name?"
They'd raise a brow, obviously amused by the situation. They were tempted to take another jab at her height, but would bite their tongue. WR knew from years of experience how it felt to be insecure about physical attributes. In fact, it was something that still plagued them from time to time, but thankfully much less than it used to.
|
|
|
|
Post by Gidget on Dec 20, 2020 13:17:26 GMT -8
"To get my name? Oh yeah. Filet mignon, or maybe some lobster. I'd settle for cheap Chinese if you want my hobbies, though." Gidget snickered, surprisingly amused with the situation as well. She didn't interact with most people outside, in the real world. She much preferred dealing with people through a computer screen...
But this banter was fun.
|
|
|
|
Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 13:31:15 GMT -8
WR would scoff again.
"Noted, princess." It wasn't intended to come out as a flirt, but boy did it sound like one. They would slap themself internally as they cringed externally.
"Food sounds good though. Wanna grab a bite? Oh, wait no, lemme guess. That'll cost me an arm and a leg." They'd chuckle again, fully expecting her to jeer and remark with something snarky.
"You're a fucking enigma, I'll give ya that."
|
|
|
|
Post by Gidget on Dec 20, 2020 13:43:17 GMT -8
"Taking me out for a bite to eat will only cost you a finger. I'll even let you pick which one."
Gidget snickered. She didn't honestly care if this weirdo was flirting with her or not. It wasn't going to get them anywhere, and as long as they managed to keep up the back and forth, they could think or feel however they wanted. She spent less time thinking about that than she had on what she was going to wear that morning (which ended up being "do I have ANYTHING clean? Oh yeah-- this.")
She gave a shrug. "You're new, right? At least thats what I'm assuming. According to the news, we've had Metas here for years, at this point. But you're probably one of the ones coming over when that giant thing of doom showed up. Have you ever had Chinese? Or Mexican?"
|
|
|
|
Post by WR Harthe on Dec 21, 2020 11:01:01 GMT -8
"How generous," WR would roll their eyes again. "What do you want me to call you if I can't have a name, maybe... feisty purple gremlin?" Gremlin wasn't exactly a short joke, but they did think it was an appropriate comparison to her personality. They'd smile to themself as they thought of more nonsensical names to call her.
They simply nodded at her question, clearly lost in a wave of thought as the Ark was referenced. It wasn't something they were openly prepared to talk about yet, seeing as how it forced them to start life anew with almost zero recollection of their old life if they ever wanted to be happy again. It was one of the reasons they were generally so cold nowadays...in fact, feisty purple gremlin was one of the few they'd shown a warmer side to in a long time. That cognizance would make them shake their head, almost drowning out the follow up question. Almost.
"You name it I've probably tried it." They would say bluntly. Gidget would be able to notice a pretty drastic mood change with that one.
|
|
|
|
Post by Gidget on Dec 21, 2020 11:38:08 GMT -8
Gidget cocked a brow. She refused to respond to the jab about her name. Let this person call her whatever they wanted. Didn't bother her much.
"Well. Guess I can't surprise you. Why don't we just get pizza, then. Pizza is always a good option."
She didn't bother to press the issue involving the Ark, nor did she make any rude comments. In fact, she seemed willing to just let sleeping dogs lie.
|
|
|
|
Post by WR Harthe on Dec 21, 2020 11:42:32 GMT -8
"Works for me," They'd shrug, coming to a stop at an intersection as they were now left to remember where the closest pizza place was. Speaking of where things were, where the hell was their car? That would be convenient right about now... WR would mumble something under their breath.
After a brief moment they would hook a sharp left and look over their shoulder to make sure feisty purple gremlin was following.
"Pretty sure there's a decent place..somewhere in this direction." They would shrug. They were bound to come across something eventually if their sense of direction happened to be misguided. After all, this city was cramped as all hell.
|
|
|
|
Post by Gidget on Dec 21, 2020 13:25:59 GMT -8
Gidget rolled her eyes. She reached out to grab at WR's sleeve, careful not to touch their skin, and gave them a tug towards an alleyway nearby. Her sense of direction was impeccable after setting up security for most of the city.
She muttered under her breath, dropping WR's sleeve almost as quickly as they had grabbed it.
"This way."
|
|
|
|
Post by WR Harthe on Dec 21, 2020 13:35:28 GMT -8
WR would stop at the tug of their sleeve and redirect themself to follow feisty purple gremlin. WR usually took pride in their sense of direction, but this was a place they still had no idea how to navigate, so they weren't gonna complain. For now.
"Right," They'd trail behind as they walked through the alleyway, examining all the graffiti on the walls. Amateurs.
They might have just found a new place to express their creative freedom...
|
|
