WHO: Ron & Steph WHAT: Ron is visiting Steph at work! WHEN: Afternoon. WHERE: The comic store. RATING: TBD.
Ron felt that it would have been an appropriate time as any to go off and visit Stephanie while she was working. He had the afternoon off, thankfully, so it wasn't all that difficult to muster up the time to go out and find where she was. He had seen the comic shop in passing a few times, but Ron had never really thought much of actually going inside. He used to read loads of comic books when he was younger, but he sort of managed to grow out of it as the years went on. All that besides, Ron felt that Muggle comic books would confuse him. The wizarding sort were ten times better as far as he was concerned. Though, at times, he had to admit that he had a bit of a desire to check out the comics that Steph was in. If anything, it'd give him a chance to get to know her better than reading those things online would. Or maybe it'd just confuse him more. Either way, Ron was really tempted to go on and take a look at them. He simply worried that it would somehow manage to offend Steph if she found out. He didn't think that many people would be all too keen on their friends and the like walking around with comic books about their lives in hand on a regular basis. Then again, all the stuff was already out there on the internet for people to see. What could really be hidden from him now that he had access to her whole life story within the range of a few taps of his keyboard?
It was something to consider. Maybe Ron would outright ask her this afternoon while he was at the shop. That way he could buy them right there in front of her and she'd instantly know what he intended on doing. No unfortunate surprised that would likely result in him getting yelled at by a member of the female species. Yes, species. That was how Ron had them classified. They were odd and different enough to be considered as such.
Pushing the shop door open, Ron stepped inside and gave the shop a once-over. As expected, there were comic books piled over the place. Hands finding his pockets, Ron journeyed further into the shop and began to seek Steph out. He assumed that the front counter was his best bet, so the ginger instantly directed himself that way. Hopefully she wouldn't mind the visit. It was sort of random and unexpected. Maybe she didn't want him to visit her? Merlin, he didn't even know anymore. He was here now though, so there was no going back. If he came off like a strange work-stalking weirdo, he'd...come up with an excuse. Like the comic hunt. That seemed fair enough.