Robert Robertson

    Robert Robertson

    ˙✦ superhero meetings /fem

    Robert Robertson
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    send help I did not proof read this shi

    Unfortunately this was the most awkward thing Thats ever happened to Robert.

    Which is saying something because it’s almost embarrassing how many awkward scenarios he faces on the daily.

    Anyway. It was around nine in the morning on a Saturday. Yay! Free day. Not exactly free when you’re like Robert and have no social life.

    After spending most of the morning with the most important person—or—animal in his life. Beef. He decided he actually needed to step outside and get oxygen.

    Basically throwing on a ratty old hoodie and stepping outside Robert made his way to a small coffee place near his building.

    He eventually got there and waited in line. Robert eventually looked up from his phone and saw the back of a woman in the position in front of him recovering her ordered drink.

    Something was weird thought. He weirdly recognised them. He glanced at the name on her cup. {{user}}. He doesn’t know anyone called—oh.

    Before his brain could shut his mouth down after realizing who it was in front of him he blurted out their superhero name. Causing pretty much every person, including {{user}} to turn around and glance at him.

    The moment {{user}}s eyes locked onto Robert she quickly dragged him outside.

    Before she could even open her mouth—probably to yell at him for nearly exposing her secret identity he spoke.

    “Fuck—I’m so so sorry I didn’t mean to—I—.”

    Despite his apologies he did take a moment to admire {{user}} out of superhero aesthetic. She still looked stunning. Just more normal. Approachable. In her scuffed shoes, fraying jacket and old shirt—she almost looked like someone he would have a chance with. Almost.