Who: Francis Barton and Loki Laufeyson (MCU) What: Sunrises, coffee, and flirting Where: Storybrooke coffee When: Early friday morning Rating/Warning: TBD but lowish
As Francis may or may not have told this Loki he was kind of used to waking up early. While other teenagers liked to sleep in, Francis was used to constant movement and being on the run. Sleeping in could mean the difference between life and death. The scavengers had carved a nice little life for themselves but they were never truly safe. Waking up before sunrise in order to meet the trickster wasn't that big of a deal. It was harder to find a reason to be out of the apartment at that time. Luckily, however, his dad seemed to still be asleep.
Francis dressed warmly before quickly and quietly slipping out of the apartment. Normally he wouldn't be heading out without his bow and quiver but he was slowly getting used to leaving his weapons at home. As bored as he found himself on occasion he was supposed to be a normal teenager. That was still turning out to be something of an adjustment. With the exception of a little strange magic here and there things were quiet in Storybrooke. Francis was mostly fine with it as long as he got to keep his usual gender. As lovely as he had been as a girl it wasn't a very pleasant experience for him.
Making his way to the coffee shop he hummed softly to himself, thoughts turning from the odd experiences he'd had here to Loki. He didn't know much about Thor's brother. He knew there was bad blood between him and the younger Clint but Francis didn't know why. If he had there was a small possibility that Francis would've kept his distance. Or... befriended the man but kept his distance. He probably wouldn't have flirted with him. Maybe. It was difficult to tell. Loki seemed all right. He was nothing like the monster he father would have him believe the older man was. He was interesting, at the very least and it was entirely possible that Francis had a type. He'd mostly been teasing about the entire 'bad boy' thing but he seemed to like this Loki. This one he wasn't flirting with publically in order to terrify his father.
Arriving at the coffee shop, Francis looked around, trying to see if he could find Loki.