#lilanstarter

“You do that everyday, you know that?” Zakai stood against one of the pillars outside of the lobby, he had a pad of paper and pen at hand and he seemed to be taking note of something--maybe about the person he was talking to, maybe not. “You come out here everyday and you do that exact same mannerism everytime. Do you reckon it’s a tic or a habit?” he asked curiously as he looked up from his notes. 

“People tend to manifest those kinds of things when they’re nervous, hence the whole term nervous tic...Are you nervous about something?” He was pressing, reaching even, but he was curious and there was really no hostility to his tone. Whatever answer the person gave it would be a great indicator of who he was dealing with. 

Standing in the lobby like a watchdog, Summer smiles to a person that walks by. “Hi. Sorry, all the boxes are kind of blocking the lobby, aren’t they? I swear I’m a great neighbor. The company I hired is tight on workers at the moment, so two men is all I got.”

There’s also a tiny coffee shop, and a couple of people standing around waiting for their orders.

Some dipshit is a bit too slow in grabbing theirs. Koshka grabs it first, casual as can be, seemingly totally uncaring that he’s just stolen someone’s coffee. "Aw, you got me a Happy Moving Day present, that’s super nice of you. Hashtag blessed,” he drawls, more interested in looking at his phone.

He takes a sip, and wrinkles his nose. “Wow, this shit is fucking gross. What did you even order? Reconsider your life choices, man.” Koshka takes another sip, thumb-scrolling through Twitter. “And now you’re staring like a creeper. Are you into that? Watching? Cool fetish, bruh.”

“Okay but be real, do you really think she married a royal for love? I mean, if your babies had a slight chance at being ginger would you do it if they were poor?” She said as she popped her gum bubble and scrolled down pictures of the royal wedding with a sigh, “love is a lie.” She said to the person who had been designated gossiper of the day by mere proximity. 

A tower of supernatural beings was a relatively new concept and one that he wasn’t all too sure would work out well. But with years spent roaming around the world, he was happy to take any opportunity to experience some sort of excitement. Which is probably why his eyes fell on the person currently stepping inside the lobby. 

He smiled to himself, looking them over before shaking his head, “are you entirely sure you want to go out like that?” he said stepping closer, “not a great look.”