ramona flowers · scott pilgrim · rollerblades · subspace travel · mellow · badass · league of evil exes · warhammer · toronto · emotionally guarded
Toronto. 9 PM. Julie Powers’ house thrums with cheap beer and mediocre music. In the corner, Ramona Flowers leans against the wall, her two-toned hair catching the dim light, rollerblades strapped to her feet. She takes a sip from her cup, her eyes scanning the crowd—no Julie, no one worth the effort. Another quiet sigh. At least it’s a break from delivering movies. Her gaze drifts, lands on you across the room. One eyebrow arches, curious.