#sonderrow

Does he have any idea who that man even is? Not even the slightest bit, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to think of that compliment for the remainder of the week.

--- Despite the flickers of social anxiety that weighed heavily in her body on occasion, the blonde was making great strides in trying to be more outgoing and inclusive. Trying harder to make friends, to meet people, and to be herself in the most pure and unashamed way- the only struggle that arose from that was she was so odd. Unique in many senses of the word, but the adults her own age tended to mind things far more pop culture than her interest in ancient Latin texts, occult paraphernalia, old civilizations, witchcraft, demonology...the usual. 

--- It was so nearly a surprise to find her in a major that seemed so mundane, so normal by comparison. That said, photography was a passion she thoroughly enjoyed; the beauty of scenic photographs, the way models could draw people in with their eyes? It was a wonderful form of art to capture moments for eternity. singularly perfect moments. Though in the art trade, newly starting out photographers couldn’t be too particular and Teagan already had internships lined up for the end of the year with two separate modeling agencies to improve upon human dynamic. 

--- ‘ I’m s-sorry!! If that was abrupt. Ah, I’m...j-just trying to... ‘ she stammered, biting sharply on lower tier before steeling her nerves and her gaze, straightening spine instead of curling into herself. ‘ I want to be more comfortable around others! ‘ the determined set of her voice and gaze likely belied the slightness of her frame and the initial shy way she’d approached him, forward as her queries might have been. As he agreed though, muscles relaxed into careful ease and a bright smile, head tilting. ‘ Please just act n-naturally! ‘ a nod, her tone holding gentle insistence. 

--- Cameras eyepiece was raised to crystal hues, lens pointed carefully at her subject in hopes of catching him in natural states of existence...without entirely realizing that requesting someone act natural was inherently making them...unnatural. His question caused her cheeks to brighten like a tomato, orbs going wide and grip slackening- fortunate camera was around her neck or she’d have likely dropped it. 

--- ‘ N-no! No of course not! I’m...s-sorry, was...d-did I imply that!? No I just...I mean you’re...you’re very handsome is all, but- oh I g-guess.... ‘ she trailed off, pursing her lips as if realization had finally struck her. ‘ I s-suppose that’s...pretty forward...and f-flirtatious. ‘ an awkward laugh slipped free, apologetic smile lifting to his features with a tilt of her head. ‘ Pardon...my rudeness. I’m T-teagan. Photography student. ‘ she nodded finally, offering her hand for shaking. 

                   Just plops his cute ass into Roy’s lap, hooking his arms around their shoulders, because he saw an opportunity and bitch he wants attention. 

   it wasn’t glamorous by any means, but it was a means nonetheless. sometimes he still couldn’t believe how much some of those STUPID little trinkets inside claw machines could go for online (judging only by how they were pretty much on every other street he thought they’d be cheap), all he had to do was make sure he didn’t lose any money on getting them himself and that was easy enough. it was almost like an art, really... all he had to do was give it a little wiggle, put his arm up the slot, and then-  “     ugh! “ get totally STUCK. 

    ...that wasn’t supposed to happen. “     crap! help! “