Rowan had just left Emmett to go and spoil another friend, a bag or two of new clothes in hand after some mild coaxing that it was okay to spend his money. She was planning on going to meet up with Jo, or Lou, whoever responded to her text first. Rowan should have known better than to text and walk, because even with her spy skills, she didn’t see Zero coming out of another shop before she could stop both of them from running into one another - literally. Her head shot up to scold the person, to tell them to watch where they were going (hypocritical, of course), and she let out a breath as she rolled her eyes playfully. “If you weren’t you, I would have yelled at you to watch yourself,” she told him, leaning down to pick up one of the bags that had slipped out of her hand. “But I’ll let it slide.” // @ofzeros
