Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30887024-20180103232920/@comment-25996646-20180104055434

Andromedon was walking towards the cafe, absentminded as he yapped on and on to his phone, talking to his friend about things to be made for a lookbook.

"Yeah, Aya, I have half of the vinyl pieces done... Yes, in violet. I'm taking a break for a while. Ok, yeah, thanks for taking over for a while, you're a—"

He stopped suddenly as he walked into the person at the door, their voice and hair seeming familiar to Andromedon.

"Sorry, Aya, I'll call you back."

Andromedon turned off the call and tapped the person on the shoulder, brushing himself off.

"Uh, sorry for bumping into you, but could you move to the side please?"