[ That sure is a teenager hanging upside down on the ceiling of the Center. And that sure is a Growlithe sniffing at the crumbs on the floor, looking unimpressed at the mess and letting out a low sort of tired growl as she looks for the source.
Said Growlithe looks up at Peter parker and, in the most canine fashion the creature can muster, tilts his head with a questioning whine. Until crumbs fall on it's head. They're shaken off and Growlithe now kind of...glares up at Boy and Spider, sitting underneath them as if she's just gonna wait all damn day for them to come down.
This is about when a girl with blonde hair walks in, blue sneakers on her feet, a white tank top hanging loosely over a tighter black one and a pair of cut-off denim shorts completing her attire. Her hair, the part that isn't shaved off, hangs down her head in a tight fishtail braid, tied off with a basic black hair tye. She's kind of looking around, moving more like she's following Something. Is that something the Growlithe? Probably, but not entirely.
That something hits her like a jolt of mild electricity down her spine the second she sees Boy and Spider on the ceiling.
It doesn't seem to concern her that they're up there. But, she does have a question. ]
Was that the last bag of cheddar cheese and onion chips from the vending machine?
[ There's money in her hand, loose change. It was probably meant for that bag of chips. But she doesn't sound mad. Just...mildly dismayed. The eyebrow with the jewelry in it raises slightly and Growlite heads over to her, leaning her weight on her person. Said Person? Hardly moves from the bulk of the Pokemon. In fact, she doesn't seem to move at all. ]
spider teens gonna spider i guess
Said Growlithe looks up at Peter parker and, in the most canine fashion the creature can muster, tilts his head with a questioning whine. Until crumbs fall on it's head. They're shaken off and Growlithe now kind of...glares up at Boy and Spider, sitting underneath them as if she's just gonna wait all damn day for them to come down.
This is about when a girl with blonde hair walks in, blue sneakers on her feet, a white tank top hanging loosely over a tighter black one and a pair of cut-off denim shorts completing her attire. Her hair, the part that isn't shaved off, hangs down her head in a tight fishtail braid, tied off with a basic black hair tye. She's kind of looking around, moving more like she's following Something. Is that something the Growlithe? Probably, but not entirely.
That something hits her like a jolt of mild electricity down her spine the second she sees Boy and Spider on the ceiling.
It doesn't seem to concern her that they're up there. But, she does have a question. ]
Was that the last bag of cheddar cheese and onion chips from the vending machine?
[ There's money in her hand, loose change. It was probably meant for that bag of chips. But she doesn't sound mad. Just...mildly dismayed. The eyebrow with the jewelry in it raises slightly and Growlite heads over to her, leaning her weight on her person. Said Person? Hardly moves from the bulk of the Pokemon. In fact, she doesn't seem to move at all. ]