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[zombiefree]

[Wichita is wandering around the city, because of reasons. She's learning her way around the city, trying to catch the vibe of it, as much as she can anyway. Because all cities have a vibe, she's learned this much from roadtripping most of her life, and it usually just takes a bit of exploring to get into said vibe and adapt to it. This city? It

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[immortaltwat]

Nice sunglasses.

[Nathan's five-finger discount tends to be a lot less subtle. Not that there's really any way to make snatching sunglasses off someone's face anything less than completely obvious.]

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[zombiefree]

Hey. [Wichita blinks a few times, because even though it's not that bright out anymore, it's still a shock to suddenly have her eyes exposed to that amount of light. There's a small sound of frustration that comes with her first attempt at snagging them back.]

I just got those!

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[immortaltwat]

[He holds them out of her reach, then puts them on himself. Because a dick and has the maturity of a twelve year old.]

Why? It's the middle of December.

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[zombiefree]

They don't even look good on you. [Somewhat of a lie, but they definitely looked better on her, as far as she was concerned.] Why are you nineteen feet tall. [She's pursuing, definitely, trying to grab his arm so he can't move back as she reaches to grab them by the ear piece, because she wants those damn sunglasses back.

[dude_imbatman]

Don't be a dick with your gun

Sincerely

The Police

[Dean sends the text as he's making his rounds, he catches sight of the brunette across the street and wanders over. He's intending on checking on her, really. It has nothing to do with the mistletoe she's standing under. Also, what better way to check on her than to kiss her?]

[zombiefree]

[Oh great, of course a cop is the first person to actually answer her text. She's frowning at her comm, about to text back, but-]

done and done. so where do I

[She's being kissed before she gets the chance to finish it.

Which would normally piss her off more than anything. She likes guys that are forward, in a normal way, not a show-offy way, and generally throwing themselves at her counts as show-offy, but.

This is kinda nice.

So she'll kiss him back, yeah. Like this is normal.]

[dude_imbatman]

[His hands slide to the small of her back, pulling her closer. Yeah he's definitely showing off in more ways than one.]

[zombiefree]

[Her arms loop around his neck easily, all very naturally because why in the world would she question it? She actually kisses him for a while, only breaking off when she needs to breathe, and even then she keeps her arms locked tight to hold herself close to him.]

-- hi.

[orangetoughguy]

Are you some kinda movie star?

[Freddy asks, coming out right behind her. No judging on the shoplifting. He always hated answering petty theft calls.]

[zombiefree]

Gah! [No, she hadn't realized she was being followed. She sighs when she realizes it's someone she actually knows, resists the urge to flip him off. Stealing things didn't make her nervous anymore, but being followed definitely did.]

Maybe I am. Why? The shades? Too much?

[orangetoughguy]

[He talks with his hands a lot. Orange is gesturing to those shades.]

They need to be bigger. This is more Boys of Summer Don Henley riding down PCH cool.

[zombiefree]

[That makes her laugh, and she stops at the edge of the awning to this shop, not wanting to venture into the snow until she has to.]

Maybe that's what I was going for. [Her hands are stuffed in her pockets, and she turns to squint through her new shades at her new wandering buddy.]

So, wanna make out? [Suddenly, mistletoe.]