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Merwyn Finwick (fallasleep) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Merwyn had been standing near the ice cream counter and seemingly studying the array of ice cream on offer for a good ten minutes now, if not more. In truth he was dead on his feet after a particularly restless night, even for him, and had pretty much just zoned out while staring into the abyss of pastel colours and original fruit flavours. He hadn't noticed when he'd been bypassed in the queue time and time again, the server behind the counter too busy to poke at the near-catatonic customer, and who knew how long he would have stayed there in mesmerised not-sleep had he not been spoken to directly and woken up.

He blinked and breathed deep, looking around like he had just been asleep before aiming a sheepish but friendly grin at the apologetic guy beside him. "No, no you're alright, I was miles away." he said lightly, brushing it off, his mind briefly pointing out that his new friend was quite attractive in the way it tended to do. "You know the product is good when it hypnotises your customers. I'm Merwyn." he added, brandishing a hand to be shaken in that no holds barred kamikaze way he had of making friends. It had gained him as many bewildered looks and people walking away from him as it had new contacts, but he wouldn't forgive himself if he let a possible soul mate pass by just because he'd been too shy to say hallo. "Here, let me buy that for you." he added, a rat-a-tat machine gun fire of conversation that left no room for a response in between, as though if he kept talking long enough the subject would conveniently forget that they were strangers.