location: silver bullet gun range time: 7:04 pm status: closed for @zekaidinler
It’’s because she’s a creature of noticing habit, she tells herself. It’s because she’s used to certain things following a certain pattern and it’s the breaking of those patterns that causes her to notice. There’s nothing about the individual in question that creates the feeling of annoyance that causes her to notice that he’s late. It’s not even that they have a set time for these moments, and it’s not that she’s ever made it known to anyone that she has come to tolerate those moments to the point of almost enjoyment. Simply put, they now had a standing tradition and Zekai Dinler was breaking it.
The two milkshakes beside her - one strawberry, one chocolate - start losing their chill as she waits, condensation collecting on the paper cup. And she’s through almost four rounds when she shakes off that feeling of unease. Stopping with a softly breathed sigh, Ales realises that she’s missed the mark more than she usually does and bristles. “Crap,” a whispered word under her breath, too caught up to notice someone else stepping in beside her.
