✰-- Little Hellion

       sometimes when jariel worked during the day at the chuckler bar, he’d wander down to tottenham court road during his lunch break. he was closing in on one of the eateries; he could smell the food, and his belly rumbled. it’d been hours since he’d last ate. he temporarily forgot when he saw two pedestrians knock into each other. one was clearly more at fault, and he watched the man march on, clearly not caring that he’d sent the young ladies belongings flying across the sidewalk. “it’s not his fault, you know.” he kneeled down, collecting some of her things. he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “if sharks stop moving they die. he didn’t have a choice. i wouldn’t take it personally.”

Running a list of errands that her parents had given her, Sabina had been running & apparating around London all day. She hated when the two of them collaborated on a single list instead of making their own separately because now Sabina was faced with completing both muggle and magical tasks. The girl had a very unique array of items in her arms and of course, the second she looks down to glance at her list, some jerkoff decides he’s too bloody important to have to move out her way. “Oh brilliant,” she huffed as she looked at the mess in front of her. “RIGHT, you have a fucking nice day too you bast--” Sabina cut herself off as she yelled at the stranger and began to draw her wand from her bag until she heard a voice behind her. Quickly shoving the half-exposed wand back into her bag, Sabina smirked at the man’s reply before helping in collecting her things. “YOU HEAR THAT! YOU’RE A BLOODY SHARK,” she yelled once more at the stranger who caused the chaos before turning back to the man next to her, “Thank you so much. This is my mess though you really don’t need to help.”

     “excuse me – sorry – blimey please move!” gwaine maneuvered through the rather crowded streets of golden pine, coming to a halt infront of a shop. he huffed in annoyance as he looked into the window display of the shop, not quite sure what he was looking for. he felt someone standing next to him and turned to talk to the wix, “who’re you shoppin’ for?”

Once she realized the question was fired at her, Sabina turned to the rather anxious looking man before looking him up and down. “Myself of course. I am the most fun person to shop for after all,” she smirked. “You on the other hand look like you have no idea what you’re doing. Do you often ask strangers weird questions or are you hoping to seek some shopping advice from a pro?”

“alright, i’ve been wanting to test out this joke– see if it’s actually as great as i think it is. hope you don’t mind too much.” quincy figured jokes NEVER hurt anyone; in fact they could brighten up one’s day. so it was one of those, why not? moments. “what’s an astronauts favorite drink?” making a inaudible drum roll against his leg, before he cracked the joke a few short seconds later. “gravi-tea.”

Sabina had just sat down on a nearby bench with a much needed cup of coffee when she heard a voice-- one that seemed to be addressing her. “I suppose I’m not one to turn down a joke so alright, lay it on me,” she said, half intrigued. At the conclusion of the joke, Sab smiled and raised her brows. “Woooow. You know, I had high hopes there for a second but that might just be the corniest joke I ever heard,” she chuckled. “Might have taken the cake actually if my father hadn’t told me a cornier one.”