[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/SqhcfKy.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/qpk2y0k.png[/img] [/center] [center][sub][color=silver]ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕒π•₯π•šπ• π•Ÿ ℙ𝕠𝕀π•₯ / / [@Baklava][@Diggerton][/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr][center][color=silver]𝕋𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕀: 𝕆𝕔π•₯. 𝟠, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘 / / π•Œπ•Šπ”Έβ„π•€π•ƒβ„• 𝔼𝕒𝕀π•₯ / / π•„π•šπ•Ÿπ•š 𝔾𝕠𝕝𝕗 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕀𝕖 / / πŸ™πŸ πŸ˜πŸ˜[/color][/center][hr][hr] It had been a slow day. A slow week, really. Emma had gotten out a little, but... [color=580ACC]"Dude. Check this."[/color] Determination said, tossing Emma's own phone back at her. It was a video of a golden retriever trying to carry a stick that was way too big through a narrow hallway, and that pretty much summed up Emma's day besides her chat with Ernie, a small trip to Crimen Culpae, and fruitless attempts to fix her scarf. [color=580ACC]"Cute as hell, right? Why don't we get a dog too?"[/color] A slow day. She did, however, see something in Crimen Clulpae that piqued her interest: a mini golf course. It was the kind of stupid thing her and Riley used to do all the time... but it felt weird hanging out with the faux-Riley that always followed her around. Instead, she knew just the person to ask out. [color=8A3DFF]"I'm gonna go out, kay?"[/color] [color=580ACC]"Ooooo, can I come?"[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Not today. Give Spartacus a bath while I'm gone, that'll keep you busy."[/color] [color=580ACC]"Ugh. Fiiiine. Seeya."[/color] Emma nodded, waving as she left. She grabbed her phone, as she set off down the hallway opening up her messages and finding Callan. [quote][color=8A3DFF]Awake yet? I got a hot tip that there's a pretty good mini golf course in CC.[/color][/quote] [quote][color a2d9ce]:0 that sounds awesome. Im down. What time?[/color][/quote] [quote][color=8A3DFF]Is it good if I come now? I kinda already left[/color][/quote] Callan groaned, holding her phone up as she rolled over in her bed. It wasn't that she didn't want to hang out with Emma, but her sleeping schedule was in dire of fixing.... No, it would be fine. Still had plenty of energy drinks left. [quote][color a2d9ce]Sure! Cya[/color][/quote] [hr] Emma's new walk from Building B to Building A wasn't a long one- it only took but a minute for her to end up at the door of Suite 430. She gave it a quick knock, quietly hoping that Cal wasn't still in bed. Callan answered relatively quickly. Quicker than she had the day before, at least. Though the effort of her attire was the same as always, she seemed ready to go. "[color a2d9ce]You ready to lose?[/color]" she smirked, hoisting a small cinch bag over her shoulder. [color=8A3DFF]"Pfffft, not a chance in hell, Webb. I'll have you know that I have [i]smashed[/i] every minigolf course in NYC. Like, I'm a certified minigolf pro, so don't take it too hard when you lose."[/color] "[color a2d9ce]Oh boy,[/color]" Callan's confident smile only wavered for a second, "[color a2d9ce]It's gonna be really embarrassing when you lose to a total noob like me.[/color]" [color=8a3DFF]"Here I was thinking I would go easy, seeing as there's not a chance that you're good as me. Looks like [i]someone[/i] is gonna have to be put in her place, though."[/color] "[color a2d9ce]I ain't scared of you, Party Queen.[/color]" The afternoon went by as pleasantly as Callan felt it could have, sleep deprivation aside. Her muscles were sore, but thankfully she wasn't required to do anything too strenuous. Not that doing so would have helped in a game like minigolf-- as she quickly found out. Emma's self proclaimed title of 'minigolf pro' turned out to be nothing to sneer while Callan's ability turned out to be a major hindrance for such a green player. It was frustrating to lose, but the casual chatter and good company was enough to soften the blow. [hr] [hider=Callan and Emma's List of Useless Information. Obtained While Playing Mini Golf.] [b]Birthday:[/b] [color a2d9ce]January 30th[/color] [b]Birthday:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]December 21st[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"And no, I don't get two Christmases. Total bullshit. Not even extra presents!"[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Ha, my folks at least got a chance to replenish the funds before my birthday came around."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Hmph. Bullshit, I tell you!"[/color] [b]Sign:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Aquarius[/color] [b]Sign:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Sagittarius[/color] [color=8A3DFF]”That means we're supposed to be, like, BFFs aren't we? At least, I think my horoscope said that before.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Haha, yeah I think I remember reading that, too. But don't think I'll be going easy on you just because of that. You're goin down, Halwell."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"We shall see. Weee shaaall seeeee."[/color] [b]Favorite Color:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Purple[/color] [b]Favorite Color:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Purple[/color] [color=8A3DFF]”Twinning!”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Purple is the best color. Confirmed."[/color] [b]Favorite Animal:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Wolves[/color] [b]Favorite Animal:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Cat[/color] [color=8A3DFF]”Wolves... don't, uh, seem very cuddly.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Okay, cats are a close second. They're great, don't get me wrong but... [i]wolves[/i]. There was like this four hour special on National Geographic about them a few years ago and they've been my favorite ever since. They're seriously just so cool, you have no idea.[/color]" [color=8A3DFF]"I think I'll go with something that can't bite my face off."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"No fun if you can't pet them, huh?"[/color] [b]Favorite Food:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Steak[/color] [b]Favorite Food:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Pizza[/color] [color=8A3DFF]”I'm a New Yorker, after all.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Oh, pizza's good, too... now I'm getting hungry. We're grabbing dinner after this, right?"[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Fosho. I could always use some grease."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Heck yeah~!"[/color] [b]Favorite Junk Food:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Snickers[/color] [b]Favorite Junk Food:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Pizza[/color] [color=8A3DFF]”I can have the same answer for both, right?”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"I think that's probably cheating, but I'll let it slide."[/color] [b]Favorite Snack Food:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Jerky or Trail Mix[/color] [b]Favorite Snack Food:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Uh... Pizza?[/color] [color=8A3DFF]”What? Leftover pizza is [i]totally[/i] a snack.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Now that's definitely cheating. Come on, I need something you can like... buy at a store immediately. What are you gonna do? Scour the campus for day old pizza every time you want a snack?"[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Hey, why not? But if you're twisting my arm I guess I'll say... cup noodles. With lots of hot sauce."[/color] [b]Favorite Ice Cream:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Cookies n Cream[/color] [b]Favorite Ice Cream:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Cookie Dough [/color] [color=8A3DFF]”Close, young Cal, but cookie dough will always reign supreme.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Not even close. And you'll never convince me otherwise~"[/color] [b]Favorite Beverage:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Sports Drinks?[/color] [b]Favorite Beverage:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Coffee [/color] [color=8A3DFF]”Black.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"You know, I think I heard somewhere that people who like their coffee black are either psychopaths or megahipsters. You better have a knife on you somewhere, or I might need to rethink this friendship."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Oof. Caught out on both accounts. I'm from fucking Tribeca, hipster is in my blood. Now you know my darkest secret, Cal."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Ew, oh god. That better not be contagious.[/color]" [b]Favorite Weather:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Snowy[/color] [b]Favorite Weather:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Rainy[/color] [color=8A3DFF]”Snow is a close second, but there's something magical about a rainy day.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Ha, I was just about to say the same thing about rain. Definitely a close second, but I dunno. There's something about freshly laid snow that's kinda magical, too. Makes me think of fresh starts. Like a white sheet of paper or a perfectly sharpened pencil..."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Deep, Webb. Very deep."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Psh. Shut up.[/color]" [b]Favorite Precursor:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Sparrow[/color] [b]Favorite Precursor:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Sparrow [/color] [color=8A3DFF]”That's what I'm talking about! She's just so... hnnng.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"I knowww. I don't know how anybody can be that perfect and still be human."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Oh man. You get me, Cal."[/color] [b]Favorite TV Show:[/b] [color a2d9ce]The Office[/color] [b]Favorite TV Show:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Always Sunny [/color] [color=8A3DFF]”It speaks to the terrible person inside me.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Oh, Always Sunny's a good choice. Not enough feels, though. I like my comedies with... er... a lot of romance... I guess?"[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Soooo, about that secret crush...? Speaking of."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"I plead the fifth."[/color] [b]Favorite Holiday:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Christmas[/color] [b]Favorite Holiday:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Halloween [/color] [color=8A3DFF]"What can I say? I love dress-up.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"The costumes [i]are[/i] kinda cool but..."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"But? Man, you get all these badass decerations and an excuse to eat tons of candy. What's there not to love?"[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Yo, honestly... scary movies."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Oh no. Oh noooooo Cal. If we're gonna hang I'm gonna have to give you a masterclass on horror movies."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Haha, thanks but I think I'll pass....[/color]" Emma smirked. [color=8A3DFF]"We'll see about that."[/color] [b]Favorite Sport:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Basketball[/color] [b]Favorite Sport:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Pass [/color] [color=8A3DFF]”Yeah, not really a... ugh, just not my thing.”[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Hey, I don't judge."[/color] [b]Favorite Movie:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Love and Basketball[/color] [b]Favorite Movie:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Blade Runner: Director's Cut [/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Tears in rain? That shit makes me cry every time. Plus, Harrison Ford... and Pris! Mreow. C'mon! Classic."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Wait... Love and... what? What is that? You're totally making that up, I've never even heard of it."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"You're kidding, right? It's literally one of the best love stories of all time."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Yeah, you're [i]totally[/i] shitting me. That sounds like... I dunno, it sounds fake as shit. 'Love and Basketball'? That sounds like the title of a movie that's in a TV show."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"Oh my God, that's it. I'll just have to show it to you some time."[/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Oof. Fine, but I don't have high hopes."[/color] [b]Favorite Music Artist:[/b] [color a2d9ce]Frank Ocean[/color] [b]Favorite Music Artist:[/b] [color=8A3DFF]Radiohead [/color] [color=8A3DFF]"Sorry, is my douchey hipster showing again? I try not to let that happen, but man OK Computer is like the theme to my life and Kid A was transformative."[/color] [color a2d9ce]"I can't see anyone ever hating on Radiohead. It's a solid choice-- even if I already know what a filthy hipster you are.[/color]" [color=8A3DFF]"Ayyyy. Frank Ocean is a pretty solid choice too."[/color][/hider] Even through all the smack talk and smiles, however, Callan couldn't help but notice that Emma seemed tired. And after that lecture the other day about taking care of yourself, too. She made a mental note to try and do something extra nice for her soon. Not that she felt Emma needed it. What with someone like Marcus around. The Riley situation had to be stressful; she could only imagine. And while she would have loved to help Emma find an escape from both Riley and the secret she was keeping from her boyfriend, Callan desperately needed a full day's sleep tomorrow. The night ended casually. No intense discussions. Minimal Marcus references. Callan was surprised to hear that Emma had moved to her own room, though it made sense. Not a big deal considering how she didn't seem especially close to either of her roommates, though Callan couldn't help but think she might get a little lonely. A stupid idea. She supposed it made hanging out with Emma a lot easier if she could convince herself, even for a few hours, that she and Marcus weren't together. But things always came full circle. Nonetheless, she wished Emma goodnight, promised to kick her ass next time, and headed home to prepare for another tiring night of training at Ground Zero. [hr] [hider=After Texts] [quote][color a2d9ce]Bitch I still can't believe you've never heard of Love and Basketball[/color][/quote] [quote][color=8A3DFF]Omg. Cal. Stop making things up, please.[/color][/quote] [quote][color a2d9ce]Ugh I'm gonna have to find some time to educate you :P [/color][/quote] [quote][color=8A3DFF]Hmmmmmm. I guess I gotta give it a try, since it has the blessing of the honorable Callan Webb. Only if you watch Alien with me tho[/color][/quote] [quote][color a2d9ce]uh. :worried: [/color][/quote] [quote][color=8A3DFF]That's my deal. Take it or leave it.[/color][/quote] [quote][color a2d9ce]:weary: man that's brutal. I'll think about it[/color][/quote] [quote][color=8A3DFF]Dw Cal, if you get scared you can jump in my arms :kissing_heart:[/color][/quote] [quote][color a2d9ce]:sob: great so if I dont die of a heart attack first... marcus will totally murder me for makin moves on his girlfriend :sob: :sob: :sob:[/color][/quote] [quote][color=8A3DFF]I won't tell Marcus about what happens if you don't :smirk: :peach:[/color][/quote] [quote][color a2d9ce]omg go to bed[/color][/quote] [quote][color=8A3DFF]Pretty tempting to skip a good night's rest with you around :heart_eyes:[/color][/quote] [quote][color a2d9ce]-______- ok fine we'll watch ur dumb alien movie JUST GO TO BED[/color][/quote] [quote][color=8A3DFF]<3 I'll make sure you're not disappointed :wink:[/color][/quote][/hider]