Micah Cooke (distroi) wrote in willowbrookrpg, |
Micah, at first, wasn't aware that Bob was even talking to him. He was completely zoned out until he noticed there was someone sitting near him. Looking at him even. Blinking rapidly, he tried to get his brain to jog to catch up. "Err─" It took him a moment, like a computer coming out of hibernation, which surely only further make him look like a twirp. "Uh, yeah, sorry. Just... hanging out."
He raised a hand to scratch at the back of his neck, the fabric of his gloves rubbing the skin red. "I was waiting on my friend, but I don't know if he's going to show up." He glanced back at the door, where there was still no sign of Parker.