I'm gonna take what comes my way
Marcus couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him when Nova spotted him. It slipped out easy and unguarded, despite the sting he had felt before when he was abandoned in the crowd. But the sight of Nova, bright-eyed, half-bouncing, already sticky with sugar and enthusiasm, felt like a sudden shift in gravity, pulling him out of his own head and back into the living present of the festival.
He lifted his hand again in a clearer wave, finishing the last bite of his syrup-soaked treat before wiping his fingers against the crumpled paper. He tossed the paper away in a bin, then started toward them, weaving through the crowd with renewed purpose.
Nova’s grin was infectious, honey glossed and unapologetic, and the frozen treat she waved at him looked equal parts absurd and delicious. His crooked smile deepened when he reached them, his gaze flicking first to Nova, then to the girl beside her (Calypso). He straightened slightly, the easy warmth still present but tempered with polite curiosity. He wondered if she was one of Nova's siblings that she thought were the best. “Hey. I’m Marcus.” He would have normally extended his hand to greet her upon introduction, but he remembered they were still sticky from his own sweet treat.
Then, glancing back to Nova with a soft huff of laughter, he added, “Looks like you found something good." with amusement threading his tone as he nodded toward the frozen honey.
He lifted his hand again in a clearer wave, finishing the last bite of his syrup-soaked treat before wiping his fingers against the crumpled paper. He tossed the paper away in a bin, then started toward them, weaving through the crowd with renewed purpose.
Nova’s grin was infectious, honey glossed and unapologetic, and the frozen treat she waved at him looked equal parts absurd and delicious. His crooked smile deepened when he reached them, his gaze flicking first to Nova, then to the girl beside her (Calypso). He straightened slightly, the easy warmth still present but tempered with polite curiosity. He wondered if she was one of Nova's siblings that she thought were the best. “Hey. I’m Marcus.” He would have normally extended his hand to greet her upon introduction, but he remembered they were still sticky from his own sweet treat.
Then, glancing back to Nova with a soft huff of laughter, he added, “Looks like you found something good." with amusement threading his tone as he nodded toward the frozen honey.
Marcus
