Steve's hands were stuffed in his pockets, his head down in typical New Yorker fashion as he headed back down the street from the hospital. Don't stop, don't make eye contact, stay vigilant but otherwise ignore everybody. Which wasn't hard for him tonight, as his thoughts were swirling and he couldn't grasp any one for more than a few minutes.
He glanced up finally as he neared the shop, and was surprised to spot Marie just locking up. He would've jogged up to her, but jogging really wasn't an option for him. He did try to subtly lengthen his strides to reach her a little quicker, though.
"Hey--hi," he corrected himself; it didn't really seem polite to greet a gal, let alone his soulmate, the way he'd greet an acquaintance on the street. "Umm... is there anything you need to do, still?"
It was suddenly being made very apparent to Steve that he'd never had occasion to walk a gal home before. He had no clue what to do, or what to say. He hoped Marie didn't decide she'd been landed with the worst soulmate ever.
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Date: 2016-11-15 04:36 am (UTC)He glanced up finally as he neared the shop, and was surprised to spot Marie just locking up. He would've jogged up to her, but jogging really wasn't an option for him. He did try to subtly lengthen his strides to reach her a little quicker, though.
"Hey--hi," he corrected himself; it didn't really seem polite to greet a gal, let alone his soulmate, the way he'd greet an acquaintance on the street. "Umm... is there anything you need to do, still?"
It was suddenly being made very apparent to Steve that he'd never had occasion to walk a gal home before. He had no clue what to do, or what to say. He hoped Marie didn't decide she'd been landed with the worst soulmate ever.