pumped up kicks [allie]

[LAYFON]

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TEMPLATE MADE BY ICE OF OTE

[ETTA FRAY]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400px,true] she giggled when he tried to deny what they were stepping in. whatever it was, it wasn't pleasant, and etta was more than ready to be on her (or their) way. she was fairly sure that a rat was creeping around behind her, too. shuddering, she followed layfon out of the alley way. was he going to stick around her? she kind of hoped so. not to seem desperate, but etta had been pretty lonely ever since starting her 'journey' to become the best pirate doctor. she met people, sure, but those were one off things - people she'd probably never see again, people who never stuck around with her. layfon made her kind of hopeful, though. he could have been on his way now but he was still there. he caught her off guard with his next words. so that wasn't just big talk back there? etta tilted her head to the side, crossing her arms under her chest. this guy was a whole new type, and she was keen to try and figure him out - so to speak. when he pointed to a cute looking cafe down the street, she nodded. it'd definitely be a good place to hide out in. "it certainly looks charming enough," she said cheerily. she was pretty sure she could smell something good coming from there. she was suddenly starving again. without waiting for layfon, she headed towards the establishment, trying not to run because she was damn positive that scones were being baked in the cafe. she called out over her shoulder for layfon to hurry up as she pushed her way inside the door. it was a pretty vacant place; customers were scattered sparsely here and there. even better. an old woman (how typical, right?) called out a greeting in a singsong voice, and etta instantly warmed to her - especially when she noticed the woman was setting out scones in the display. "what will it be, dear?" the old woman asked from behind the counter. etta hummed, forgetting about asking layfon what he wanted first. "scones please - of course!" she finally replied, "with jam and cream and everything wonderful that will go straight to my thighs and uhm, just a normal coffee would be lovely. o-oh and uhm, what will you have layfon?" she added the last bit as a kind of after thought, distracted as she looked through a few bounty posters that were stacked up on the counter.