opposite of adults [C]

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Home from vacaation! ♥

Ophelia was late, she was very late. It was apparent in the way she was dressed, the straps of her tank top twisted in her bra and her hair in a very messy pony tail. To the way she sprinted through the city, knocking into people as her long legs sped through the side walks.

She had received a text with an address, a time, and a very blurry picture of a person two days earlier. The number was unlisted, she was unable to call back or trace it. At first, she wasn't sure what to make of it. She spent the night thinking, staring at her phone. The only obvious conclusion was it being something to do with Team Galactic.

So the night before she was to meet this mystery person as this mysterious place and time, she set as many alarms as she could, going off at three minute intervals hours before she had to be there.

Yet the woman had slept through every one, something Ophelia was notorious for. Still, she had made it only fifteen minutes later than she should have. Sweat dripped down her brow as she entered the cafe. The bell above the door chimed as it opened, announcing her presence. She took out her phone, looking over the picture again. The only clear thing she could see was a mass of brown hair.

Her green eyes scanned the cafe for such a person. The only one who had fit the description was a man who sat with his back to her, a Growlithe at his feet. Ophelia ran her fingers through her hair, trying to make herself look a bit less disheveled and out of breathe. She started walking towards the man and then stopped, what if this was some sort of plot? It wasn't like Team Galactic was a favorite.

Still, curiosity won her over. She moved forward, trying to maintain a cool and confident demeanor as she slid into the seat opposite of Parker. She wanted to say something witty, possibly apologizing for her lateness but her tongue was tied with unanswered questions. "So um... Hi?" She managed to say, mentally kicking herself.

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This is such an awfully short post, I'm so sorry. Feel free to get them up and moving and whatnot.

So he knew who she was, that was a good sign, the woman reasoned with herself. She noted how the man's eyes looked her up and down and his lips turned to a scowl. Ophelia tried to ignore it, knowing it came from her rather unkempt appearance. Not the best first impression, the little voice in her mind chided, not only was she late but she was an utter mess.

Ophelia tried to shake the thought from her mind. She was here for a reason, although she couldn't quite name it. "Yes, I am. And you are?" She said, trying to maintain a confidence demeanor. Still unsure of why exactly she was here, the woman did her best to seem composed.

"So I'm supposed to meet you here..." She said, shuffling nervously. "Why, exactly?" Her green eyes flicked back and forth between Parker and the Growlithe near his feet. Her hands rested in her lap, fingers close to the belt of pokeballs around her waist. If the man were to answer in any suspicious way that indicated possible police involvement, she would be ready.