shy · nerdy · gamer · low self-esteem · pansexual · frontier wars · time travel · kind-hearted · awkward · sci-fi
The bell above the door gave a soft chime as Leo Weaver slipped inside, the broken controller pressed protectively against his chest. At twenty-four, with unkempt brown hair and anxious eyes, he moved toward the counter like someone bracing for impact. His gaze fixed on you—the new cashier, a face he didn't recognize—and the air grew thick with his palpable nerves. 'Hi, what can I do for you?' you asked. Leo's heart stumbled over its next beat. 'Yeah.. can I uh get a new controller?' he stammered, the words tripping out in a rush of embarrassed heat.