[test] THIS WEATHER IS RIDICULOUS

[espigeonage]

Random scenario test drive meme. Some prompts:
> Ah god it's so hot and muggy how awful!
> The worst thing about summer cold snaps: you don't usually have your windbreaker handy because it's been so damn hot.
> The wind is perverse and trying to steal your things and/or crash stuff into you.
> It's raining wet vermy-things, as if the hail and possible storm wasn't bad enough. Now you have rain-echoes to deal with, at best.
> A nice day? I guess those exist?

So where are you?
> Caught way out in the open! At the beach, in the steet, at a fair, anywhere.
> Taking shelter! Bus stop, club you wouldn't normally frequent, bridge underpass, any port in a storm, any shade from the deathsun.
> In the mall or somewhere comfortably out of the elements, you lucky sunuvanek.
> Somewhere... else? idk, do what you want!

Have at thee!

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christa renz | shingeki no kyojin

[waifutier]

[ Outside, it's almost literally raining dogs and cats.

Which is good for Christine Lance, who's working for another four hours inside the cosy little bookstore down the street. She feels comfortable there, stacking up the new bestsellers of the month. Seeing the weather makes the store void of customers, she feels extra comfortable today, not having to deal with too many people. She's humming quietly to herself, not really expecting anyone.

However, while the store is rather hidden in an alley, the place makes a very nice shelter for anyone caught in the rain outside. Either that, or you must be a regular customer. ]

[schild]

[ Ryan is... definitely not a regular customer. Not that he hates books or anything, they just aren't his thing. But it's raining buckets outside and he lent his umbrella out already, so he's left with no choice but to step into the quaint bookstore and wait it out. He's already half-drenched, so hopefully he can dry up in the meantime. ]

[ A bell rings when he opens the door, so he figures it's only polite to say hi. ]

Hey, sorry to bother you, you wouldn't happen to have any paper towels, would you?

[waifutier]

[ Christine jumps when she hears the bell that jingles when someone enters, almost dropping a couple of books. She puts them aside, quickly getting to the door, meeting--

A really huge guy. People just keep getting taller and taller nowadays... For a moment she might look like a tiny deer caught in the head lights, until she registers how wet he is. ]

O-oh! Uhm, please wait here for a moment...

[ She disappears into a room in the back before returning with some paper towels and a hankerchief. ]

I-I'm sorry I couldn't find anything better.

[schild]

[ Ryan almost has to do a double take when he sees the girl working at the shop. "Girl" is right, he almost has to bend down to talk to her. He hasn't felt this tall in a while. Still, she seems sweet. ]

Thanks, this is fine. [ Ryan accepts the paper towels, drying his face and neck. ] I just don't wanna get any of your books wet while I'm here.

[waifutier]

Oh no, it's alright. P-please take your time...

[ she fidgets a little with the hem of her shirt. ]

F-feel free to stay until the rain stops.

[schild]

Thanks. Sorry for the trouble and all that. I normally bring my umbrella with me, but...

[ Ryan's busy shaking his boots as dry as he can. May as well make smalltalk. ] This seems like a cute place. Never seen it before, how long's it been here?

[waifutier]

[ Oh no he's trying to small talk. She turns away, but stays, because that's a good thing to do, right? ]

I don't know.. I've only worked here for a few months.

[ She smiles at him. ]

Not a lot of people know about this place, b-but it's very nice here.

[schild]

That's nice. If I was the book type, I'd probably come here...

[ Which is to say he... really isn't. Guess he'll just go look at shelves in the meantime... ]

[waifutier]

[ She laughs. Nervously. Very nervously. Haha..ha. ha. ]

Not the book type, huh...

[ Christine figures. He looks like the type who was popular at school and actually had.. friends. ]

Maybe, you should try reading some time. I-I like to believe there's a book out there for everyone. People just don't seem to take the time to read.

[schild]

[ Tons of friends! Ryan shrugs. He's not trying to be a douchebag, honest. ]

I would if I had time. My job keeps me pretty busy. Between working out and everything else, I can never find the time for that sort of thing.

[ Right, because his job mostly involves waiting around; that's no time to read a book. ]

[waifutier]

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know- I-I shouldn't have said that, I don't know you after all. S-sorry.

[ Wow, ha ha ha who's awkward? Not her. ]

[schild]

[ O-oh no he didn't mean to upset her, either-- ]

It's fine, don't worry about it! Books are great, I just suck at finishing 'em, that's all.

[waifutier]

A-ah, I see. That's too bad.

[ .. And there she goes, running out of things to talk about. Nice weather? ]

[schild]

Yeah, well. That's just how it is, I guess.

[ Conversation, hmm... ]

Do you have any recommendations? Any quick reads or anything? I'd feel bad just standing here by the door if I don't buy something.

/o/

[toobig]

[Bertholdt was, indeed, a regular customer, but he had intended to leave long before the rain had started. While editing took up most of his time, Bertholdt's real hobby was reading just about anything he could get his sweaty hands on. Thus, the bookshop. Still, he had come in around noon and found something interesting, and Bertholdt didn't realize it was nearly four by the time he looked up from where he sat in their little reading corner by the window, having been disturbed by how hard it was pouring.]

[Then he checked his watch.]

Oh... I did it again...

[waifutier]

[ Christine prefers to stay by the counter every time Bertholdt enters. He's... so ridiculously tall he kinda scares her. At least he doesn't talk a lot, although she.. probably should have asked him to leave about an hour ago.

Now it's raining and... she bites her lip slightly before carefully calling out to him from where she stands. It's probably barely audible when one sits at that distance, but the store is quiet, the only sound coming from Christine pricing book and Bertholdt turning pages. ]

Uhm... Mister... D-do you have an umbrella?

[toobig]

[Her voice scares him. Bertholdt is about as timid as she is, it's just ridiculous because he's nearly six and a half feet tall. But he jumps a little despite that, looking around at her as he closed the book, keeping his finger on his page.]

O-oh, I... No, I-- I didn't know it... would rain like this...

[waifutier]

[ She brushes her bangs out of her face, though they fall right back in a matter of seconds. ]

That's unfortunate.

[ FIDGETS NERVOUSLY ]

Wou- would. You like a c-c-up of tea while waiting for the rain to hold up?

there's too much dere in this thread abort abort

[toobig]

I--

[He blushes a little, gathering up his little pile of books to bring to the counter finally.]

You don't have to do that... But, if I wouldn't be a bother...

winks

[waifutier]

I-I wouldn't let you go outside in this weather, I'm sure it'll clear up soon, but you might have to wait and.. you've been here so long already, so I thought I'd offer... Uhm, I'll go get it...

[ She recognizes this man as a regular customer, so she offers him top notch service. Mostly because he buys books in piles, and that's good for the sales. Christine returns with two cups, and brings it to him. ]

H-here.

[toobig]

[He might loiter a little, but he always buys the books he reads, and more. He feels bad about it though, especially when she says that...]

I... I lost track of the time again, uhm, I'm-- sorry. I... should put my phone on... a timer when I come in here, or-- or something.

[It's not a joke, but... He thanks her when she brings out two cups of tea, blushing a little.]

You... y-you're very kind.

[waifutier]

N-no! It's alright, I should have.. said something.

[ She waves her hands apologetically. ]

Ah, uhm. I-it's nothing.

[ Christine looks away, blushing a bit herself. ]

I write Reiner like 99.9% of the time it's okay

[toobig]

[He blows on the top of his tea, cooling it a little before taking a drink.]

It's good... you're really nice...

cries this is hard

[waifutier]

[ She waves her hands more-- no Bert no sit down no don't say these things you don't know her ]

T-thanks.

stop being moes

[toobig]

[Bertholdt doesn't realize his tallness could be bothering her, but he does sit down on a nearby chair just because looking down at someone that small hurts his neck.]

I... I really appreciate it.