[ he's not expecting anyone to follow him. honestly, he hadn't even realized she was there, so caught up in the arrival of new people and then the onslaught of memories that he'd forgotten their previous plans.
when she calls his name, he doesn't react at first. he rubs at his eyes and then through his hair, an automatic attempt at making himself presentable in case this was someone that needed to be helped.
a half a second later, he realizes the voice is familiar and he remembers what he'd forgotten. goddammit. he turns around, an apologetic expression on his face. ]
Hey. [ he's fine, he's all right, all good. ] We were supposed to do something tonight.
[ he blows out a breath and shakes his head. ] Sorry. Bad timing, I guess. [ it's still hot even now, even as the day stretches into night so he rolls the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows and leans back against the wall of the alley. ]
ah, my favorite kind of drama
when she calls his name, he doesn't react at first. he rubs at his eyes and then through his hair, an automatic attempt at making himself presentable in case this was someone that needed to be helped.
a half a second later, he realizes the voice is familiar and he remembers what he'd forgotten. goddammit. he turns around, an apologetic expression on his face. ]
Hey. [ he's fine, he's all right, all good. ] We were supposed to do something tonight.
[ he blows out a breath and shakes his head. ] Sorry. Bad timing, I guess. [ it's still hot even now, even as the day stretches into night so he rolls the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows and leans back against the wall of the alley. ]