#overthinkingmuses

He was minding his own business when he saw her seemingly struggling a bit and looked like she was frustrated. He sighed he really shouldn't be interferring but he was bored and she looked like she really needed the help and he was a sucker to help. Lawrence stepped out of his vehicle and headed over to her. "Sorry but looks like you could use some help.

"I gotta admit the onsie was a look." He chuckled and smiled, "Yeah you're beautiful, anyone that says other words is full of shit."

"Vincent, darling, that's a silly question. You're a good looking guy."

"Oh are we seriously asking that?" She chuckled, "I walked across a bar after fighting with a blood on my face.... Yeah, I think your hot especially when you're a bit of a mess."

He chuckled a little, "Yeah, you're a beautiful woman."

"HA!" She laughs, "Duh, now I'd say I only hangout with hot people but that'd be a lie. But seriously you're really hot."

Verity didn't leave the library often, in fact the last time she hadn't just gone home from the library had likely been almost three years prior. Usually she avoided the festivals, finding them too full of people and too loud but she decided since there were visitors and among them was Vincent she should at least try. "Okay, so It's been a while since I've been to this one but, if I remember right there's really pretty fire works and ah..." She was trying to think when then flick of her hand around all the raw magic resulted in a shower of sparkling light. "Oh! Sorry I'm usually much more controlled. That didn't go in your eye did it?"

The moment her hand touched his it felt like a little static electricity ran up his arm the hairs standing on end. He had to get his own brain back on topic, it was probably on accident right? She hadn't meant to? Or had she and he was so out of practice of being a person that it had caught him this off guard. So rather than say anything at all his hand flexed a little and his pinky wrapped around hers as if to test the waters.