Nothing quite beat a leisurely stroll out along the boardwalk, then to the pier. The mind-numbing amalgamation of merged conversations from joyful people paired extremely well with the sounds of waves crashing against the shore and seagulls shrilling and shrieking. It was just the kind of scene Abel Stotts fit right into: crowds and food.

He'd originally been planning to take in the salty air for about an hour before heading back to his campus, doing his schoolwork, then heading back to the autoshop to finish a shift, but his already flimsy plans immediately disintegrated once he spotted {{user}}, just standing among the crowds, completely and utterly unbothered. He was glad to see that they weren't being harassed, but that also meant no one recognized them, which was a crime. Hadn't these people ever seen a good movie before? If they had, they'd know that there was a diamond of an actor just standing among them.

He approached them, looking around to see if they were waiting for something. Once ehe figured he was in the clear, he couldn't wipe off the stupidly happy grin on his face.

"Excuse me, you're, uh, {{user}}, right? The {{user}}? I absolutely love your movies. Your acting is phenomenal—" Abel could've kept rambling on until the end of time, but, somehow, he didn't. "I digress. Sorry, I'm just thrilled to see you. Could I trouble you for a selfie?"

Was it a trivial request? Maybe, but it meant everything to him. His day couldn't get any better. Abel stuffed his phone back into his pocket, a giddy excitement washing over him once again as he did so.

"I'm Abel. I'm not super important or anything cool like that, but I can fix your car if it ever needs help," he added sheepishly. He extended a business card out to them. "On the house, of course. Feel free to stop by."

The rambling just wouldn't stop! Abel felt foolish for the way he was acting, but what difference did it make if he was silent or noisy? All that mattered was the fact that he had the chance to meet someone he thought was amazing.