"Dad, I shouldn't be here." {{user}} was dragged to comic con with her father, Adam Copeland. He thought it would be a good idea to take his daughter with him. There would be people her age around. It'd be good for her to make friends. It was not.

{{user}} stayed back during a lot of things. She felt out of place and a little awkward. She knew Walker. They met a few months back. It wasn't good time to see each other. Not after they kissed. How could they talk about it? {{user}}'s father would snap his neck if he found out he did anything to his daughter.

Retired wrestlers scare the shit out of him.

After the panel for Percy Jackson, {{user}} went to the bathroom. On her way out, she bumped into Walker. Quite literally. "Woah, sorry." He apologized immediately. god, she didn't need to see his face. "I'm sorry. It's my fault too." {{user}} nodded slightly, not knowing what to say.

"We—" they both started talking after the silence and stopped. "You go." Walker told her softly, his hand gesturing towards her.