Well it's too early to drink, and I feel like we should talk or something. If you're done blabbing about my personal life. It could be totally not awful mostly. Probably.
ACTION!! After ordering some caramel coffee thing, Ramona found herself a table by the window, easily accessible and noticable in case Wallace got lost or something. She waited only a little anxiously, drumming her fingers against her cup while she tried to figure out what to say first. Wallace was the first person she'd seen from home since she arrived. Well, besides Gideon, but that was a short time a long time ago. More like a bad dream.
Wallace ordered himself a mocha and flopped into the seat across from Ramona with an over-exaggerated action. He stretched out in the chair, comfortable sprawled and looked over at her.
"Hey, guy. What's up."
Nevermind that Ramona wasn't a guy. It was just a phrase anyway.
Yep. Still the same Wallace. He didn't seem mad at her, so that was a good start."not much. You know. Just the usual. Well, I guess whatever passes for usual around here. If you'd believe it, it's only a litle less hectic than Toronto." She smiled and relaxed back against her seat. Out of all of Scott's.weird friends, she'd.always liked Wallace.the best. Nothing seemed to bug him. Except maybe Envy Adams. What about you? How's the column going?"
"Depends on what you mean by, 'no one'." She sighed a little, "Sure, no one you know or love is here, but there's superheroes and stuff. Sherlock Holmes totally lives here, too." Ramona grins and laughs, leaning her chin in her hand. "You're just hoping someone from one of Lucas' movies shows up, aren't you? Well I hate to disappoint you, but I haven't seen any of them here so far. It's probably just as well. He'd probably just be compelled to beat up my boyfriend anyway. Though if it helps, one of the hunky superheroes looks almost exactly like Lucas. Way less of a bonehead, though. He seems like kind of a boyscout hough, so I don't know if he'd let you seduce him."
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I'll meet you there. Next time, we are having alcohol.
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Yep. See you soon.
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After ordering some caramel coffee thing, Ramona found herself a table by the window, easily accessible and noticable in case Wallace got lost or something. She waited only a little anxiously, drumming her fingers against her cup while she tried to figure out what to say first. Wallace was the first person she'd seen from home since she arrived. Well, besides Gideon, but that was a short time a long time ago. More like a bad dream.
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"Hey, guy. What's up."
Nevermind that Ramona wasn't a guy. It was just a phrase anyway.
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"Not actually surprised. Still disappointed there are no studios or movie sets here."
Seriously. How was he supposed to find sexy buff actors to fanboy? Surely some fictional ones had to have shown up.
"What's with this place anyway. Secret fictional kidnap island. No one else is here."
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