Cupid bots make hell for Bill Grey and Smeargle.

[go4the4hatches]

Who: Bill Grey and Smee. Possible onlookers later?
What: Cupid bots have struck. Bill's smitten with Goombella, but Smee's stuck on Bill. HIJINX INSUE.
Where: By the pool.
When: Feb. 14th, Valentine's Day, around sunset.

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[painting_beagle]

There he was...

Oh goodness, outstretched as he was, he looked sooooo handsome! Smee sighed dreamily and quietly. She did not want to alarm him. Cautiously she approached the out-of-it pilot, drawing the gap between them to a few feet.

How would she even begin? How would she even speak to him?

Let's let the first thing that blurts from her mouth! "...H-hello?"

[go4the4hatches]

Having been completely entranced in his newspaper (and his thoughts of Goombella), Bill jumped at the sound, causing his newspaper to fly into the air and flutter down in a big disheveled mess. One section happened to land directly on his head. Still wearing his sunglasses in low sunlight, his vision right now was shot. And he looked like an idiot.

"WHO?? WUTTA?? Who's there??"

[painting_beagle]

[I am so sorry bby for not tagging fkjdsf ;O;]

As the newspaper went flying, she placed a hand to her mouth, attempting to stifle her giggling. Smee shook her head as she lifted the section from his head, waving to him. "Sorry about that! I didn't mean to make ya jump like that, I promise!"

[go4the4hatches]

[NP, man!]

Bill leaned back in his pool chair defensively, almost as if this strange new character could easily give him cooties.

"Um... s'all right, man... I was just..." He looks around at the scattered newspaper everywhere. He sighed a little. "..reading the newspaper."