[center][b]Daniel Wordsworth[/b][/center]

"Oof, geez," giggled the tall man, before his eyes wandered upwards. And then continued to wander upwards-- the only man this much taller than him could be none other than Anthony. It was good to see him out of his room, and Daniel responded with a large smile, voicing a chipper, "No, it's my fault, I wasn't watching where I was going-- are you heading out?"

He rubbed at his nose before stepping slightly aside so that he wasn't in the way of anyone else wanting to use the stairs, reaching the hand not holding heels to pat the blonde haired man on the shoulder. Ever the helpful neighbor, Daniel offered, "If you want, I can go with you? Ah, not that I hope to be a bother or anything--" He quickly took his hand back, well manicured nails waving as though trying to brush the awkwardness away. Geez, fourteen or twenty-four, he still acted like an idiot around his school girl crushes.
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[center][b]Lilly Vereen[/b][/center]
Lilly at first enjoyed the cup's heat warming her fingers, her deep brown eyes gazing lazily over the peaceful courtyard of Blackwing. In the height she was in, she could see the hustle and bustle of the city beyond, the gates- despite being open- a barrier between the hustle of afternoon rush and the calmness of her apartment.

Taking a sip of her drink, Lilly nodded to herself, admiring how well versed she was in poetic things, pretty sure she wouldn't remember whatever shit she'd been thinking of in thirty minutes, her thoughts disrupted by the sight of movement below. "Ah!" she ended up shouting rather loudly after glancing down, a hand rising to cover her mouth. 

With a cheeky grin, she called down from above, "Vale, baby! Good morning!!"