highway tune::.

francis looked down at himself, looked back up, and down at himself once more. “now that you mention it i do look like jesus, that’s awkward.” he laughed uncomfortably. “look ollie, it was a complete accident. i was going for a thor sort of look, you know?”

“Oooooh, circumstantial adaptation. Not a biological term, but whatever. Points for trying. What were the, uh, circumstances.”

    ---- oliver narrowed his eyes slightly. “not meant biologically,” he quipped right back. “shitty foster homes. you had to learn quick.”

“I was just checking!” he said, shaking his head, “That sounds nice, though… Did you have something in mind?” 

    ---- “i like the beach. that’s always fun. or we could drink a milkshake and look lovingly into each other’s eyes,” he taunted.

Michael turned his head towards the other, eyebrow raised, “Hang like what? Just walk around like hoodlums or…?” 

    ---- oliver looked a little taken aback. “hoodlums? wow. i’m hurt. i meant like a date.”

“Ke- funny, that’s funny. Light feet. What’re you a kleptomaniac?” Jack-Jack adjusted their jacket, trying to regain their composure.

    ---- oliver let out a laugh and shook his head, still looking a bit smug. “nah, sports combined with circumstantial adaptation,” he replied with a shrug.

Jack-Jack peered around the street corner, sunglasses down. “Who the hell is Nemo eating fries with?” he mumbled to himself, before moving back to the perpendicular street so as not to be seen. He was not spying, that was for sure, but he had certainly taken note of the fact that Nemo was hanging out with someone else. Jack-Jack looked down to clean his sunglasses and was jolted to look up and see someone standing right in front of him. “Sheesh! Didn’t anyone teach you not to… sneak up on people?”

“I’m gonna say it… Neko Atsume was ahead of its time and is an absolute masterpiece. Call of Duty and Fortnite wish they had the range that Neko Atsume does. Like do you even game if you haven’t tried collecting cats?”

“Don’t think me to weird. It is all a costume for an audition i have going on, but method acting seems to be attracting quite a lot of attention lately,” he raised both arms, sighing as the hot fabric draped over him. “Which means it’s something i need to give a try. The play screams person hiding from people by dressing as someone on a weird sort of pilgrimage.” Francis’ nose wrinkled as a piece of hair fell onto it, itching away at it. “Do i look the part?”

Scamp leaned half across the counter, arms extended as he worked on making a nutella and banana sandwich. Stomach half growling as he began to think about the food back home, and the long hours at the hospital. “Oli. Feed me the sandwich. Feed me as I have no strength anymore,” he groaned. “I’m wasting away Oliver. Bones and skin is all that’s left of me.” Dramatic as he sounded he could actually hear the sound of his stomach growling at him, sighing in disbelief. “Who forgets to eat?” @olliefox

At the response he was given, Miguel’s mouth curved downwards into a frown. “It fell?” He repeated, his tone coming off flat as clearly he didn’t believe Oliver. “Really? Because from where I’m standing, it didn’t look like her bracelet had fallen off her wrist, nor did I see you reach down to pick it up when it supposedly did.”

@olliefox​

Marie had snuck out from another gala she was invited to. Plenty of people had attended, she had done her part. The blonde smiled, schmoozed, and sauntered her way through gaggles of old men with large checks to a cause she didn’t even know about. Marie was only there to have a good image out for herself. Walking in to Crumble  Marie cozied up in a corner booth watching everyone walk by. She was so absorbed in to people watching she hadn’t noticed the figure approaching her. She jumped when they spoke. “Oh shit- I mean ohmygosh you scared me. how long have you been there?”

Stitch didn’t have any plans today, but that didn’t entirely mean he wanted to hang out today. However, Ollie was a friend and he could spare a part of his day to hang out. “Um, sure. I wasn’t really planning on doing anything today.” He moved aside to let Oliver inside. “Do want some ice cream? Nani bought a brand new box today.”

“I mean probably,” She sighed, “But also we could have all seen an alien before and not even know it, maybe they have memory wiping tools or something!” She explained, “Or think about that Captain Marvel movie, the aliens can be in disguise, and we still wouldn’t even know it!”