[ OPEN ] give me something good to eat. | ꝩ
☼ Anubis wasn’t a social person. Hell, he barely left his apartment since he had moved into it, not even going to his classes and turning his work in online. The teacher had said it was okay to do so, anyways. He had nothing to worry about.
But today was different. They had run out of food and it was his turn to buy food. Much to his dismay, with shaky hands he went out in search to find a grocery store, or at least SOMEWHERE to buy food.
Though, of course he had gotten lost, and he found himself in a densely packed area, being jostled around every which way by ongoing passerby. It made him worry about his well-being, his anxiety nearly spiking as he continued to try and walk.
Noticing a small area that no one seemed to be walking in, he bounded over to it, starting to walk again. He just wanted to go and get it over with so he could return to his apartment and never go out ever again.
He wasn’t counting on anything happening.
[ ꝩ ] ___ If Loki was a gambling man, he wouldn't bet on anyone but the familiar-faced individual to be the first one to stumble into his trap.
And yet.
The redhead swung down from his perched hiding place, just as the unfortunate individual ended up dowsed in a gooey concoction the redhead had created on a whim.
Oops.
Uncharacteristically of him, he tiptoed over to the goo victim and gingerly brushed sticky slime strands out of their hair.
"Ah... I didn't expect you, you know!"
"Had I known you were here... well," He patted the other's head before leaning down to peer into their face.
"You alright, Anubis?"
