“No, it’s, uh, cool,” Fallon ran a hand through her hair, the dark matted mass capturing her fingers with it’s numerous knots. The young woman quickly let her arm flop to her side. “Sparks… That’s a cool name,”
Stop saying cool, idiot, just because she didn’t shoot the fuck out of you doesn’t mean she’s safe.
“Oh yeah, my name’s Fallon,”
Sparks thought about correcting her, and explaining her namesake. In the end, she decided it wasn’t worth the time, so she just nodded in agreement.
If anything, she enjoyed the stranger’s name. She’d never heard another name like it.
“That’s nice,” She said aloud. “Are you on your own?”
She asked instantly moving into different conversations. It’s not like she could dabble around the subject for long.
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