closed starter for @worldbvrn .
“mallory!” her name falls from his lips easily. he always said it tasted like honey and if you asked him it sounded pretty too. he had waited at his table in the cafe pretending to be busy and intrigued in his work until the end of her shift, which might’ve worked a little too well because he had just watched her walk out the front door. the bell chimed after him, almost mimicking his panic while he darted after her. “mallory, right? from your name tag?” cas gestures. “casper. i see you like all the time, i guess our schedules must overlap? uh-- that’s not what i was going to say.” he gives her a nervous grin, “are you busy some time this week? i’d love to take you out on a date.”
