[b]November 3rd, 2019
10:43 AM, PT
Corsica Street, Coast City[/b]

[hr][center][h3][color=#22ff00][u]Echo[/u][/color][/h3][/center]

Despite how obviously out of his element he had been with Kyle, it had been nice being around someone again. Maybe he should head over to The Small soon, make a thing of it and fully let loose. When was the last time he had a chance to fly? Or see the night sky? He was always worried someone would see his glowing eyes in the dark and then he'd be caught and experimented on or who knew what… 

His pondering was interrupted, his spaced out stare refocusing as someone addressed him. He was surprised to see the girl from the shop he'd just left, and he glanced behind him, half expecting Lauren and Kyle to be right behind them too, but that was nonsensical. Jessie, as she said her name was, had stuck out her hand and asked him a question. He wondered if it was a good idea to talk to her, but they did work near each other, and it wouldn't be the first time someone got chatty with him, though usually they were stressed out college kids or hyped up gym rats, neither of whom cared if he didn't say much.

After a slight hesitation he took her hand and shook it. “Right,” he answered, letting go and hoping his hands weren't too abnormally cold, “my name’s Ezra. Weren't you just with Lauren? Is something wrong?” He briefly worried he might have left something there despite not having spent more than a minute inside, but his pack was still on his back and the zipper still tight. He could feel the weight of his phone and wallet in his pocket, and his keys in the other one. Jessie would probably look more freaked out if something actually bad had happened, like discovering her customers had been aliens or something.

[@Korkoa]