Jamie couldn’t help the little bit of fretting over dinner, wanting everything to go well. She had set herself to making pasta and grilled chicken parmesan, garlic bread in the oven. She’d made extra sauce because she knew she liked hers extra saucy and wanted it just in case Grant and May did too. Alpine kept whining at her and she could feel Rhodey’s eyes and she pouted playfully at him before laughing.
It helped her relax, though, her built little family. When she heard them pull up, Alpine went to the door, tail swinging and making her laugh. “Yes, baby, your friend is here.” That initiated an adorable mumbling conversation between dog and woman while she went to open the door with a happy smile.
Jamie was decidedly not a morning person left to her own devices. One of the good things about Alpine was that she never let her just oversleep. She’d managed a good night of sleep, which she was grateful for as she sipped on her coffee and watched the fluffy white nutcase at her feet. A run, breakfast and a shower later and she felt like a normal human being, even if she was slightly buzzing with excited happiness. Her mood translated directly into Alpine who insisted on rolled down windows on their way to the aquarium.
She knew she was a little early, but it wasn’t a bad thing because it allowed her to have a stern conversation with her companion before they had company. “There’s going to be a small one for you to meet today,” queue the wild tail waggings, “You have to be on your sweetest, most patient behavior.” Pressing her forehead against Alpine’s, she took a steadying deep breath to quell the nervousness that wanted to rise. Outside of pressing closer, her dog stilled, knowing she needed a moment of calm before she willingly turned her world upside down.
Sinking her hands into soft white fur, she let it ground her and remind her that she was good at caring for and loving the beings in her life, animal and human. When she felt relaxed enough, she picked up her head in time to spy a familiar figure, a much smaller one in tow that made her smile. “Alright Toto, time to go to Oz,” she murmured as she stood up to greet them.
The city was a far cry from home, her heart longing for the familiarity of the mountains. There was so many people and they were absolutely every where, seeming unable to go a few steps without bumping into someone and each time she had to softly apologize. It got to the point where she didn't think anyone heard her over the loud sounds of traffic. To go anywhere, to do anything, it was so much hassle. This morning all she wanted was a cup of coffee before she got to work, not wanting to use the machine in her office. Once in awhile, coffee just tasted better when it was made by someone else.
Today was one of those days.
The line at the cafe hadn't been too bad by the time Robin got there, happy with the pace things seemed to be moving until she finally got to the counter to place her order. Her attention wasn't on the rest of the shop while she waited, only on the hot hypnotic scent of coffee percolating with the occasional check of her watch to make sure there was still a chance she could be on time to the office.
Coffee in hand, Robin began to weave her way through the tables back towards the door with her purse tucked close to her side so not to bump anyone by accident. But even with how careful she was trying to be, she was no match for the large emotional support dog darting out from underneath a table as she walked by, causing her to trip in her attempt to keep her balance and stumble to the side into another table, her coffee spilling over the papers the man had been writing on and her hand.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Setting down the coffee with her not burnt hand, she quickly reached for the napkin dispenser while trying to ignore the sharp pain in her hand. She tried to shake it out behind her back, forcing back just how much pain she actually was in her worry over him. "Are you alright?! I'm so sorry, the dog startled me and I tripped...again, I'm sorry! Here, let me go get some ice for your hand. If you don't mind, just waiting here a minute..."
@grimmusings @onstraypaper finally has an encounter with a NYC mutant
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It was the end of their shift at the 24/7 coffee joint they worked part time at, now to get maybe 5 hours of restful sleep until going to campus in the early-afternoon. Packing the apron in their bag, bundling up for the snow as best as they can, they exit through the back door, walking out to the mouth of the alleyway behind the shop.
They didn't really have recollection of what happened next, all they know was that someone pointed a knife in their direction and they just... panicked.
Now they stand above his unconscious body, lightning arcing between their fingertips, half-dead eyes looking at the figure that they figured was coming to their aide.
"You... you didnt see anything, did you?" They breathe out, before the constricting feeling in their chest and the pit in their stomach overwhelms them. Their Mom was right, they had to be careful or gods knows what would happen. feeling static in their limbs, they realize.
