Naomi Lewis

robbie didn’t know the girl and maybe he shouldn’t have offered her a cupcake out of nowhere but he was only trying to be nice. maybe if she would’ve actually gone to the bakery instead of him bringing the food to her, it wouldn’t have been so weird. he realized once she took the cupcake that she wasn’t all that worried about it. he smiled a little, “i made these.” he nodded to the cupcakes, hoping she’d like them. “i mean, of course but anything could be a date i think.” he shrugged. “i guess everyone has their own opinion.” he took one of his own cupcakes and took a bite. “no, that’s different but i think if you like make them dinner and set up something nice at home then it’s a date.”

“Really?” after taking a bite, she was slightly concerned that a stranger had made them and not just bought them. Easier to lace when baked yourself...however, that was only a small part because they were too good to truly care if she would be poisoned or not. worth it, she thought to herself. “These are really good. Do you have a bakery?” Naomi took another bite as she listened to his reasoning, tilting her head in a nod. “Yeah, I can see your point. I agree, I think putting the effort into makes it a date. I mean, even ordering pizza...as long as both parties know its a date. Because, if not, it just gets awkward.”she gave a small laugh, as it was her speaking from unfortunate experience.

Scarlett was just about to walk into the tiny coffee shop she’d just stumbled across when she heard a woman’s voice calling from just down the street. Turning her head, she was surprised to see that she was not only talking to her, but also running down the street to catch up to her. However, it all made sense when she spotter her wallet in her hand. “You’re an absolute life saver,” Scarlett said graciously, still in shock that she’d dropped it without noticing in the first place. “Thank you so much. My whole life is in this wallet.”

“No - ...no problem.” Naomi was clearly out of breath, taking a quick break to place her hand on her hip and lean on her right leg as she caught her breath, waving the girl away with her other hand. “It’s no problem. I’m just glad I saw it as soon as I did. I mean, it’s seems like a very safe island full of easy-going, law abiding citizens but you never know, right?”

layla had her hands full and she was in a rush. so she wasn’t surprised that she had dropped something on her way down the sidewalk. she turned at the girl spoke, a quiet string of curse words leaving her lips as she pushed the rest of her stuff inside the trunk of her car. she, then, moved toward the girl and pushed a smile onto her face, “thank you.” she sighed in relief.

"No problem at all.” Naomi was glad to have caught up to the girl, she wasn’t sure what she would have done had the dropped item’s proper owner not been found. “Do you need a hand with anything? I’m new here so I haven’t really got much to do for the next couple days but settle in. Also, I’m Naomi.” the last bit was added in last minute, her hand shooting out for a handshake.

There’s [Naomi Lewis], haven’t seen them in a while. They MOVED HERE and is known as the MAVERICK around here . They are a/an STRAIGHT FEMALE and I know they are a JOURNALIST . They seem PASSIONATE & DARING, but also CALCULATING & CLOSED OFF . I heard they have a COMPASS on their RIGHT HIP