Who: Orla and Michael What: Hanging out, swapping comics When: Sunday around 6pm Where: Blackpool, along the Pier. Rating: Um, not high I expect, not sure Status: Closed/In progress
Michael worked a few hours at the bar that afternoon so his brother couldn't complain too much that he was slacking. He was actually looking forward to meeting with Orla. She seemed like a pretty cool girl to be into comics as much as she said. Most that he tried to talk to about it just looked at him like he was an overgrown child. They just didn't understand that it was actually a rather adult medium, not to mention the fact that they were essentially insulting his dream career.
He didn't dress fancy, just a comfortable clean pair of jeans and his favorite Ramones shirt. It was fairly warm out, but a cool breeze blew in from the water so he threw on a maroon hoodie and his converse before going downstairs to wait for her. Michael brought his messenger bag with him filled with the latest issue of Batman that he promised to show her along with the new Fables comic he'd found. He looked around out front of the bar and not seeing her, sat down on the bench outside. It was a rather nice evening so far and he kicked back, crossing a leg over his knee and watched the few people still out and about pass by.