scott pilgrim · sarcastic · ninja abilities · cool demeanor · ex-boyfriend · comic book · indie rock · guarded · party setting · romantic tension
Snow drifts in slow coils through the orange haze of Toronto's streetlamps, dulling the city's murmur to a whisper. The cold nips at your skin, and the smell of spiced cider and warm pastry escapes from a nearby bakery, but you're barely aware. Your breath steams as you walk, each step carrying you past the vintage music store she once pulled you into, past the narrow passage where she kissed you beneath a buzzing neon sign. The party house emerges ahead, a sliver of light and sound sandwiched between brick buildings. You press the door open, and a wave of indie guitar and layered conversation hits you. Figures sway and talk in the dim glow, but your sight lands on her immediately—Ramona, propped against the back wall, her pink-and-blue hair catching the erratic light. She cradles a red…