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[as_damaged]

[AUDIO;]

Whoa...

[There's a long pause, and then some fumbling as she realizes she has an unfamiliar electronic thingy with her. Well, when in Rome.]

Um... Hello? Can anyone hear this?



[ooc; age reversed for the hell of it~ she's 19ish, idk. in college, but not married yet ♥ fffff will be slow while i finish making some more icons~]

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[as_damaged]

That, I can understand.

[She's been her a few hours, as she sees it. A few hours, a few months; either way she's about ready to go home.]

[She tries not to be embarrassed by his offer of a balloon, and merely shakes her head.]

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[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Sure? Looks like they have some interesting shapes. You don't want your very own purple zebra?

[He's (mostly) kidding about the balloons, she's young but she's not three. That said, he's getting to know more people here who would take him up on the balloon offer despite being the same age as college-Cameron, or even twice it. Maybe it's a test of how different she ever was.]

[He nudges her shoulder again and lowers his voice to a conspiratorial tone.] I only asked because I'm getting an ice.

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[as_damaged]

[At her rightful age, she'd be more likely to take him up on it, depending on her turn of mood. Less maturity to prove at that point. For now, Allison shakes her head again, this time accompanied by a laugh.]

I'm all right.

[He does get a rather warm smile. Mainly, she's being polite. He might know her, but she doesn't know him, and she feels a little bad mooching.]

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[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Suit yourself. You go ahead, I'll meet you down by the unicorns.

[Those, he has heard about. From every single girl or woman he's spoken to in the city. He can't go wrong with unicorns, right?]

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[as_damaged]

[Wide-eyed, she nods. Purple zebras are still zebras, and dinosaurs were real, once. Unicorns are pure fantasy, utter impossibility-- and admittedly, girly to boot. It's a solid choice. And so she starts to wander down the path. Not too swiftly; she's in no hurry to strike out on her own.]


[ooc; where do you think they'd end up come midnight~ish? ♥]

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[worksmart.livejournal.com]

[And he keeps an eye out for her, catching up not long after with a sugar cone of something green and supposedly pistachio flavoured. He's tempted - far too tempted - to creep up quietly and try an imitation dino growl beside her ear but, unfortunately, he's the grown up one here. Something he might have done were this the Cameron he knows, sure she already dismisses him as childish a fair percentage of the time, gets put on the back burner in the name of not making a bad first impression.]

[So he weights his steps enough for her to hear him coming, catching a verdant drip of ice cream on his tongue just as he rounds the corner to the next set of enclosures.]

[Molly Walker was right, unicorns sparkle. And there's Cameron.]

Beautiful.



[ooc: I have a feeling he wouldn't want to leave her by herself, and would probably try to feed her the reason that she didn't abandon him when he first arrived. So maybe her apartment? Or his. He'd probably be sitting somewhere nearby reading if she'd fallen asleep. We can skip to that if you'd like.]