The girl, Gracie, was INDEED staring absentmindedly at her, before her brain finally registered she was looking at a person, blinking rapidly before switching her music off.
“So…you got a message too? I’ll admit, I don’t like my burgers medium.”
She gave a twitch of a smile, before her eyes darted away again, looking at the surrounding area, her fingers fiddling.
“Hope it’s not because we’re in trouble…”
Her eyes widened at the towering figure before her. Holy…
This guy was weird. No, that was an understatement. THIS GUY IS ABSOLUTELY BIZARRE!
He was completely grey, covered in head to toe with synthetic skin. What the heck happened to you?
She looked like she was about to say something…
Really? Yeah, sure. RIGHT NOW. Perfect. THat makes total sense, getting buzzed right now. Jeez.
She rolled her eyes, and muttered something.
“Just get a soda…”
She barked out a sudden laugh, cutting like a razor through her own tension.
It was warm, yet sharp, like a puffy cloud wrapped in barbed wire.
“Wow. And people call me unsubtle…”
She quickly recovered, realizing her mistake, and then said,
“Not that that’s a bad thing…”