corduroyandplaid
  Tyrone had been walking to the train station when he had seen someone with a familiar silhouette on the street. It was completely unmistakable, the long ginger hair, the green plaid, the hunting cap. That was most definitely Wendy Corduroy! His heart lept excitedly in his chest. She was here too? Tyrone didn’t know whether to be relieved or upset that she was stuck in Hive City as well. Without thinking much about it, he started to jog in order to catch up with her, calling out her name as he ran.
  "Hey! Wendy!" Tyrone waved his hands at her, desperate to get her attention (as usual). If they were both stuck here maybe they could, well, hang out and find a way out together. Although he knew she probably wasn’t interested in him, he still had a huge crush on her.   As he ran towards her, he tripped on an untied shoelace and fell face-forward. Tyrone completely ate dirt right in front of her. Oh, no, no, no, not now. Tyrone prayed that she didn’t see it, but she was looking straight at him. Ugh.   “I, uh, totally meant to do that!” He clearly didn’t.Â
