[TOY] Plaything

[King-Clod]

Cross and I went to an indoor roller skating rink. It was a really fun time, but she had a lot better balance than I did. I swear, the rink was filled with muffle squeaks as I ran into walls and fell on my face over and over. She felt bad about it, but we laughed it off and told her it was fine, we'd been through worse scrapes. Then the disco ball came down. And we danced in the middle as well as we could manage on wheels, and leaned in close for a short kiss. It would've been longer, but I slipped again halfway through. I'm blaming the skates. They weren't made for flippers like mine.

Tim and I were sitting outside of Laurie's despite the bitter cold to relax, and to talk about life and stuff with some semblance of actual privacy. He still seems worried about me... I'm not sure how to take that. After a bit there was a lull in the conversation, before he grabbed my arm and pointed up at the sky. At first I thought it was a shooting star, but then I saw more of them. So much more. It was a full-blown meteor shower. Not sure if it's an omen of anything, but I'm choosing to believe it's a good one if it is. I'm...not sure if you're supposed to, but I secretly made a wish. I'm not gonna tell it, though.

I've tried to make small talk with Beans a few times during my shift last week, but we were always too busy with orders to really talk much. Plus, I wouldn't have a clue what to start with. "Hey, here's my trauma from the Store?" I'll pass. "Hey didja know I'm punching our other coworker in the parking lot every other day?" Not really much more to say there. So it was kind of a stalemate. But today they had a new...tattoo, it looked like? A whole sleeve of em. I joked about if they were temporary tattoos or not, and we actually had a pretty interesting conversation from there! We should really talk more often.