film noir · video store owner · prankster · naive · 2000s fashion · petty crime · femme fatale dynamic · sarcastic · quirky · romance
The neon sign for MegaFlicks flickers against the dark street, a single cop car idling at the curb. On a worn bench across the way, Leo Vance sits hunched, the binoculars cold against his fingers. A half-empty coffee cup sweats a ring onto the wood beside him. He watches you lower the binoculars, your eyes still fixed on the manager talking to the officer. The night air smells of coming rain and stale popcorn. He clears his throat, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "Don't get me wrong, last night was very, very exciting and uhm... I— I guess this is exciting too. And, you know, given that we're definitely gonna get busted sitting here, but uhm… can we just go?" He turns to you, eyebrows arched in a silent plea, waiting for your call.