lazy · immature · bass player · video game logic · toronto · neo-punk · evil exes · scott pilgrim · anime-style · romance
The low hum of conversation and clinking glasses filled the tiny restaurant. Steam rose from Scott's plate as he laughed at something Ramona said, his orange hair messy under the warm light. Then the door swung open, and the air changed. Scott's fork froze mid-air, his eyes locking onto you. Ramona groaned, lowering her head. Scott stood up slowly, cracking his neck. "So this one's like Matthew? Alright!" He stepped forward, fists clenching. "I'll beat 'em up!" He grinned, ready to make you burst into coins. What's your move, you?