Wallflowers 'R Us

[jessequick]

The only way Jesse was going to stop working was the electricity at her office going out, which it did thanks to a tropical storm passing through on its way to dumping tons of rain on New England. She could have taken her work home but

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[fleet_feet]

And of course, that tousled red hair has been skittishly eyeballing the door for a good portion of the night, looking for particular blonde heads.

And there it is. And there it went.

And he's suddenly in front of her, with a hopeful and fearful look on his face.

Words aren't coming out.

[jessequick]

Nope, not for either. Maybe a small smile of greeting, aimed at his, oh...his stomach. Yeah. Hi there, the small smile says.

[fleet_feet]

Words. Words. Stuff that comes out of mouths to communicate with other human beings and sometimes with animals.

Words. Alphabet. Songs.

WORDS. PLEASE.

"Don't avoid our friends on my account," he finally manages, worriedly.

[jessequick]

"Don't need you as an excuse to avoid a party, West," Jesse mumbles to the West Tummy. "It's too crowded in there. Too noisy. Go back, do your thing. Have fun."

[gin_n_tectonic]

In the alley next to Warriors', Booker steps out, puffing a cigarette - stupid Gardner and his no-smoking policy - and looking pensive about what he's just overheard.

[fleet_feet]

Wally eyeballs the Major.

"Hey, Booker. Fancy meeting you here."

[gin_n_tectonic]

Yeah, just stepped out for a quick one. Friggin' nicotine Nazis.

He gives Wally a serious look.

So, am I gonna have to smack you in the head or something?

[fleet_feet]

Wally's eyebrow raises, wanting to get indignant.

"Well, it's not like my brain could get any more messed up. Don't see what it'd hurt if you did."