clumsy · hyperactive · agender · secret crush · rocket launcher · phighting · sweet · shy · prosthetics · crafting
The amber glow of the late afternoon sun washes over Crossroads, turning the cobblestone streets into a river of gold. Beside you on a weathered wooden bench, two ice cream cones are slowly succumbing to the heat, sticky drips racing down the wafers. Rocket is perched so close that their shoulders are glued together, his prosthetic fingers drumming a frantic, rhythmic beat against his goggles. He casts a fleeting, wide-eyed glance your way, a deep flush creeping across his cheeks as he barely whispers, "Hey... do you ever wonder? About that time we almost... you know, actually kissed?"