[ It doesn't take Lottie very long to roam where they're supposed to meet - mostly because she was already loitering some steps away from it, half tempted to just drink these stupid glasses herself. And despite the fact this guy didn't really have anything to offer, she figures it's better to have company in case she does something stupid (well, more so than usual, that is). So she waits, sitting on top of a table that's seen better days, that's barely supporting her weight.
Luckily for her, she's quiet enough, juuust far back enough into the corner of the food court that it might be hard to make her out. But she can see him, when he arrives, just fine. Especially that accessory of his. ]
you the dude w/ a cowboy hat? i'm the one w/ the green hair
[ And, to save him the trouble of looking around for a few seconds, she takes her backpack - heavy, near filled to the brim - and levels it on an uneven chair. The sound, in comparison to the heavy silence of the mall, is loud. Enough to make her cringe at her method of getting his attention. If that isn't enough indication of who she is, to clue him in, she gives a wave, makes sure her shitty little flip phone is easy to spot. ]
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Luckily for her, she's quiet enough, juuust far back enough into the corner of the food court that it might be hard to make her out. But she can see him, when he arrives, just fine. Especially that accessory of his. ]
you the dude w/ a cowboy hat?
i'm the one w/ the green hair
[ And, to save him the trouble of looking around for a few seconds, she takes her backpack - heavy, near filled to the brim - and levels it on an uneven chair. The sound, in comparison to the heavy silence of the mall, is loud. Enough to make her cringe at her method of getting his attention. If that isn't enough indication of who she is, to clue him in, she gives a wave, makes sure her shitty little flip phone is easy to spot. ]