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Brows furrowed as the lavender haired man typed at his phone, his feet pressing against the pavement, the steps taken in a rhythm unnatural. They quickened, slowed, and stomped at random intervals, each step taken adding another word onto the phone’s screen. After sending the wordy text, a response would follow soon after, the expression on the man’s face turning to annoyance, his free hand clenching into a fist at his side before releasing. The unpleased expression would stay rooted to his face as he stepped to the side, typing once again, soon after clipping the phone to his side.

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With a sigh he would lean up against the building behind him, his head leaning backwards to rest against the concrete. All this stress wasn’t good for him, and recently that’s all he’s been getting. He needed something, anything, to take his mind off of the bothersome piggybacking of his father.

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Looking back down, his eyes caught hold of a familiar face… well, familiar half of a face at least. It was that girl from that one time in that shitty cave way back when. Perfect, just the thing he needed to get his mind off of everything, someone to talk to.

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His back would push off the building, and legs moving in her direction, slowing his pace to keep up with hers.

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“Hello there.” He’d say with a light smile. “Do you remember me?”

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[attr="class","snowscroll"]Ava's head sagged forward, lashes weighed heavy over her eyes as her steps carried her on her aimless journey through Lilycove's cheerful autumn streets. The summer rush had died to a trickle, and the thinning of bodies from the road granted the officer some much needed peace.

The music humming from the buds in her ears was soft, but there. She could still make out the clap of her mary janes against the paving stones, the murmured conversations of passers-by. The sun was a welcome change from the shadowed sidewalks of Slateport. With the small laquer rectangle of her purse at her side, closely guarded by the gentle grip of her hand, she was at ease - entirely detached from the world around her.

She didn't look up as she felt a presence at her side, the pattern of steps beside her own giving the clear impression she'd gained herself a burr on her trek. It wasn't until she heard the body's voice that she paid it any mind, her head lifting as her steps slowed to a halt, dark eyes meeting with those of a familiar stranger.

The gentle red of her lips quirked to a crooked smile, her gaze knowing as her hand reached to pull the first of her buds from her ear.

"I'll be damned," she greeted in soft surprise, her low tone warmed by her amusement. The glint in her eyes was clear. She was pleased.

Her focus dart up and down his figure in a sharp bid for appraisal. "Glad to see you in one piece."

She tilted her head as she reached her fingers to retrieve the second of her earbuds from their place, fully removing herself from her reverie.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" she teased, the corner of her eyes giving a coy pinch as her crooked smile peaked higher.

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Amber eyes would squint as his smile became that much more bright. Considering their first meeting ended in such a… dramatic way, her cheery demeanor meant the world to him, and for it to seem as genuine as it did, he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.
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“The pleasure is all mine, miss. I was in the area and just happened to see you from afar. Do you mind if tag along with you for a bit?”
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How pleasant it was to meet her and not have the first thing said to him being a harsh rejection of his friendship. Honestly, at first glance she seemed a bit prickly, the type that would push him away rather than keep him near, those kinds of people weren’t any fun to be around. But her, she defied expectations, making the shallow smile put on as a people-pleaser into something more, something real.
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His arms would slip into jacket pockets, awaiting her answer, hoping to soak up this pleasantness for as long as he could.

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[attr="class","snowscroll"]"Not at all," the young woman invited, hand already guiding her earbuds to be tucked into her purse for safekeeping. Her words to follow sounded as a good-natured warning. "Not headed anywhere in particular though. Let me know if you have any ideas."

Her steps picked back up, as leisurely and slow as they had been before the arrival of her new 'travel buddy.'

"Name's Ava," she introduced in a casual melody, her voice smooth. "Don't think I caught yours in all the chaos."

She didn't bother glancing back to make sure the stranger was keeping pace, content in keeping her eyes to the road as she set their course. The gentle churn of the ocean echoed faintly in her ears.

Her eyes failed to turn toward the decorated businesses lining the road, steps carrying her right on by the various shops and restaurants as she continued on her walk. Though she'd experienced little in her new home city, it seemed as if she'd tried it all before - from the mom and pop restaurants to the artsy souvenir stores. She didn't stop to consider that her new guest might actually enjoy dabbling in the local culture, but at least she'd made an offer. All he'd have to do was speak up.

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How courteous of her to offer for him to lead their unmarked stroll.
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“If you insist.” He’d chuckle, keeping up with her as they continued forward. Eyes glanced here and there, her introduction sparking a memory of past events and forcing his smile to grow slightly disheveled. It would quickly perk up as he looked to his companion once more.
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“Kim. I’m glad I got the opportunity to properly meet with you. I meant to try and talk after we got out of that cave but… you know…”
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Once again, his eyes would go to wander the shops lining the streets, none seeming to meet his expectations of suitable pastimes. He’d usually come to lilycove to relax, so the urge to shop was usually eliminated from being here, but right now, something to do was needed, or at least somewhere to relax. He had a home here, but usually taking a girl to your house within seconds of meeting them was a big no.
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Well, walking and talking wasn’t so bad either.
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“What brings you to Lilycove anyways? The beach? Shopping? Just passing through?”
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His eyes would return to her, if he couldn’t spot anything interesting along the way at least he could look at her.

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[attr="class","snowscroll"]His faltering smile escaped her notice as her eyes kept themselves focused ahead, shoes falling in a steady rhythm as they continued on their way.

When the words to follow his introduction caught her ear however, she turned her head to glance toward him. The black of her lashes blinked slow over her curious eyes, the subtle crook of her brows hinting at her surprise. She hadn't expected to hear that.

The brief glance of an interest piqued melted easily into a more neutral expression, though her lips did give a thoughtful purse as she considered his words.

"Live here." Simple and sweet. If she'd have said the first thing to come to mind in regard to the question, it'd have been too dramatic.

"Take walks here and there to get out of the house," she admitted, head dropping sleepily to one side as her lids slipped low to a close. "Keeps the legs nice too, you know?"

The humor in her tone was faint as her eyes fluttered open again, lips still caught in a pensive purse. Between the short length of her dress and the tall white of her form-fit stockings, there was some visible evidence that the rhetorical question may not have entirely been a joke.

"How about you?"

She tilted her head to get a better view of her now-named traveling companion, her visible eye searching his gaze with muted interest.

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