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i. "I'm not supposed to talk to stranger."

[After a whole lot of moving things the day before, even well-trained muscles can get a little sore. And it couldn't be just a simple unpacking when it comes to him. No form of dirt in every nook and cranny were spared by his mercy, not even those clinging on his body.

He gave himself a good soaking in a hot tub after he was done with the mess, and the fresh smell of detergent greeted him the moment he landed on the clean sheet of his new single-sized bed.

For his first night after moving into this new city, it was quite a satisfactory one in his standard.

And this morning, he sits himself at the back corner in a small tea parlor he had spotted. Well-maintained furniture and cleanliness, check. Sufficient natural lightning, not too bright and not too dim, check. The tea?

He takes a careful sip from the hot porcelain cup in his hand. An appreciative glint passes by his eyes as fast as it disappears.]


Not bad.

[He takes another sip and lets the fragrant brew comforting his stressed muscles before preparing it for another busy days. It's fortunate of him to have the parlor close to empty of other people's presence safe for him and the few waiters standing by the bar. And another well-behaved one-two costumers a few tables across.

It's a quiet breakfast, and it's nice. A perfect one if not a single soul come to bother him until he steps back into his apartment by the end of the day.

Truly, what are the chances.]



ii. "Can you help me grab this."

[Who would think an accidental shoulder bump with a stranger at the park could lead to an atrocious disaster, maybe on par with the end of the world. Or maybe, not really. But the look of silent, repressed horror is all over Levi's face with his eyes trained on his smartphone. Poor smartphone, slipped off of his grip and did a perfect landing on a dog poops. Dog poops which the universe decided to put right there by chance for shit and giggles.

And for the ever loving fuck, if these poops are of pet dog's, he swears he would hunt down the owner to clean up the disaster they indirectly caused. But first.

Levi's nose scrunches as he picks up his phone by the clean side.

This is, unamusingly, literally very shitty.

Well, he knows better not to throw misplaced accusation.

Not saying that he would not glare daggers at the stranger's back, though.]



iii. freeform!

Feel free to make up another scenario! I mainly took the prompts for this post from here.

ii

Date: 2018-05-22 12:23 am (UTC)
unplundered: (006)
From: [personal profile] unplundered
[From the back, Gi-gan doesn't really look that old.

She's walking along as easily as anything. It's only when she feels someone's eyes on her — only when she turns back to return Levi's glad with some major Old Lady Side-Eyeâ„¢ — that he's able to get a good look at her face and tell that she's kind of up there in years.

She's walking a dog with an orange ribbon around its neck. It's rather energetic — constantly jumping up to try and pad at her knees. She balances easily.]


And just what are you looking at, boy? ...sit down, Jae-ha. [...that last bit is for the dog, apparently!]

i.

Date: 2018-05-22 12:33 am (UTC)
intendance: (â™™ Lances)
From: [personal profile] intendance
[What Levi truly wanted on this fine and peaceful afternoon is a little brat coming in to disturb it, right? The teenage girl is far too bright and perky as she heads on in and then...realizes that there are absolutely no free seats. The others have been taken by people or peoples' bags, holding seats, and that's...hm.

What's a cheerful and friendly girl with no boundaries to do?

Obviously, come right up to Levi's table.]


Hey, mister, can I sit with you? Pleaaaase?

i am SO SORRY about the 5000 year delay!

Date: 2018-06-13 04:57 pm (UTC)
intendance: (â™™ Bows)
From: [personal profile] intendance
[Nice! She's met a nice person today, no matter what sort of dour look he has on his face; Morgan hops into the chair contentedly, humming to herself.]

Thanks, mister! That's pretty nice of you.

[She certainly...sees the positive here...]

Do you like this place a lot? It's the first time I've been here, but it seems pretty popular!

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