i don't get by [finnley]
posted Feb 19, 2016 17:45:39 GMT -6
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In all truth, Robert didn't even really like fish that much. He would eat it, but he always enjoyed creating their "real" meat meals on the menu instead. Duck was hard to come by, lamb was expensive, but they offered a nicer escape from the usual fish. Still, they needed their daily special, so Robert left extra early to the market so he could browse around and enjoy a coffee at the same time. There was no rush to get to work today.
It was a bit chilly in the morning, and fog was rising from the waters around the docks; Robert had a light scarf wrapped around his neck that he adjusted briefly as he left the usual coffeeshop and headed towards the fish stands. There were a lot of them, but it wasn't like they necessarily had to compete with one another, thanks to the numerous restaurants in the area having a tendency to buy in bulk. In a couple hours, they would receive their order in - but right now Robert was more interested in the daily special and maybe something for the staff to partake in. It'd be better than whatever pasta their saucier felt like tossing together again.
He stopped at one booth to look at their swordfish, numbers rolling through his mind as he tried to compare bang for buck. When Robert decided to keep looking and stepped back into the crowds, he felt the indistinguishable feeling of ankle on foot, and tripped backwards, staggering to try and keep hold of his coffee, while at the same time reaching out to keep the balance of whoever he had stepped on, or vice-versa.
"Oh god- I'm sorry-" he stammered, before even getting a good look at whoever it is he had tripped into.
ooc sorry for this typical start |D hopefully he didn't spill any coffee on her.
FINNLEY DONOVAN
