*Peeks around the door of the cafe as she opens it, her eyes scanning the place for a certain adorable baker, planning to sneak up and surprise him. She feels around in her apron for the champagne poppers she brought with her.*
*When she spots him, her whole plan disappears as she squeals loudly, a wide grin on her face* CARL! *Dashes into the shop and gives him a big squeeze* Hiy-EEP! *Jumps back as one of the poppers explodes in her hand* Owie owie… *Shakes her hand frantically, whimpering. Grimaces as she inspects it for damage and finds plenty of it. Remembering Carl, she looks back up at him, her mouth gaped wide* Omigosh! I’m so sorry, Carl! I forgot it was in my hand! You’re okay, right? You’re not hurt, are you?
*Purses her lips together. Frustration showing clearly on her face and in her wadded up fists held tightly at her side. Tears begin to leak out of her eyes. * It doesn’t take two hours to read two pages!
*Squeezes her eyes shut trying to stop crying, but the tears keep coming anyways.* Oh, shut up, Chase! It’s not a fake tan! Okay? And if I dyed my hair I wouldn’t expect you to give a fig! But I’d be stupid enough to come and show you anyways in hopes that you might! But I don’t see why you would if you don’t even care if I’m gone for months on end without word or care enough to even crack a smile when I finally do come back and maybe pretend that you missed me! I bet that if I were anyone else you could at least do that much!
Do you hate me or something, Chase? ‘Cause you coulda told me earlier if you did! Then I wouldn’t have brought you A STUPID SOUVENIR! *Frantically gropes around in her pocket and takes out a packet of cookies in a bright orange wrapper and foreign writing on it. She stares down at it for a moment, and pulls her shoulder back, about to throw it at his head. She sets her arm in motion* AGH! *And viciously tears open the wrapper with her teeth, stuffing five of the shortbread cookies into her mouth at once. Chews aggressively, staring down at the packet of cookies like it offended her grandmother’s cooking.*
OoC: Goin’ to bed for the night, peeps. I know I still owe Kasey, Molly, Felicity, Gill… And I think that’s it? Yeah. If I forgot anyone, let me know. Good night~
[she sighs loudly and rests her head] Yeah, I’m Felicity. What’s yet name? [she sips her water, finding its helping her immensly]
My name’s Maya! *reaches for a name tag to show her, but realizes that she never wears one and drops her hand* I’m the waitress here! And I live here. This is my parents’ inn. We get visitors from all over here. Especially in the summer time. It’s nice! What’s Echo Village like?
cutestcookinthekitchen said:[Felicity rolls her shoulders] Silly?! I’m at the top of my game. [stands up quickly to prove that, but grows dizzy and sits back down] Or… I could stay for the night. I’m from Echo Village… That’s… Prrrretty far away.
*nods, happy the girl’s relented* Echo Village? I think I’ve heard of there! But, you’re right! It’s pretty far out~ I’m glad you’re staying the night! I was kinda worried you might not get home safe! Oh! Not that our boats in and out aren’t safe! Pascal’s a wonderful captain! But, just, um,
You said your name was Felicity, right?