#42spider

❝ hey new guy ! guess what . . . . ! today, i found this art piece in the back of the ally way that had little pictures drawn out in chalk of you & they called you one of the best. isn't that neat ! i think you can come back no matter what & i will even give you free chai. ❞

making friends growing up has always been a little difficult but he just needed to open his mouth, become more confident in his voice to find it. there was a smile on his face while he announced such a prideful thing. not having the heart to clean it up & decided to let nature takes it course if it ever decided to rain or the winds pick up to dust the art away naturally. the memory will forever be imbedded within his mind but it was also captured on his phone before the battery soon died.

he landed swiftly next to the other, pulled out the device from his pants pocket to then unlocked the screen savor, shoving the screen between their faces to point at the artistry. ❝ you do art, right ? isn't that cool ! i would love to learn to do something like that. —- ❞

          by now, she would’ve made her move… but someone’s decided to join her. or, spy on her, rather. a little spider…

          “ i can feel you staring, ”  she announces, not having even turned her head from her target,  “ some people would think that’s rude. and creepy. ”

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀”so,⠀⠀⠀you’re⠀the⠀new⠀guy,⠀⠀⠀right?”⠀⠀⠀⠀kitty⠀looks⠀him⠀up⠀and⠀down,⠀⠀very⠀clearly⠀unimpressed,⠀⠀⠀⠀”...thought⠀you’d⠀be⠀taller,⠀⠀⠀but⠀whatever.”

sideways smirk will curve on cherry-painted lips, as she cups with both gloved hands her mug of black coffee with too much sugar ( a contradiction on itself, but lidia enjoys the rush of caffeine and saccharine combined. the only drug she'll stick by ). eyes will study the young man before her, not enough to be a stare, just a glance that will linger for a moment, before it goes back to nonchalance.

she's reading him, like the coding books she would read when she was studying. like any book she's somewhat interested in. solving puzzles has always been her primary hobby.

cleaning off blood & grime

It was not the worst fight that he had ever seen. To be completely honest, Mark had been through far, far worse himself -- That meant that he had some experience with licking his wounds after a bad fight before trying to pretend that he was fine. Figure out a way to go about his civilian life like he had not been on the brink of death just a couple hours before. He would not say that he was an expert on it, of course, especially with how terrible he was at coming up with cover stories.