First Breakfast (I.D. says Flynn Lambert)

[flynnnotjunior]

[ Flynn is rubbing his eyes as he finishes centring the camera to face him. He smiles though when he's done. ] Uh. Hey. Um, I've never been in a club with a personal network before. I guess it's pretty cool, right? 

Anyway, I guess I should... um actually introduce myself. My name is Flynn. I come from my world's Albuquerque, kinda my whole life, so Florida's kind of a move, even without the, uh... Porter? 

I'm eighteen, and I got a job at uh Puppytown Petting Pound as an Assistant Manager. Zero experience, so that's kinda nuts. Mom taught me how to run a car wash, a little, so I guess I'll figure it out. [ He is... not in the least bit sure if he'll be able to figure it out. ] And you can't go wrong with puppies, I guess. 

Also! Um, if anyone has tips on how to fly... well, I already got crutches, but I kinda don't wanna break my legs anyway. [ It's the principal of the thing? ]

Comments

[fridgeflower]

No problem. And let me know if any other Heropa-relavant questions pop up. I'm bad for knowing where the cool kids hang, but I must have useful information in my brain somewhere.

[flynnnotjunior]

Sure thing. Thanks for trying, though.

[fridgeflower]

Don't mention it. If you figure the whole thing out, you'll have to let me know how it is. I've always been a little jealous of people who can fly. It seems like it'd be pretty freeing.

[flynnnotjunior]

Yeah, maybe if I'll get the hang I could take you up. Not, like, first, but you know, when I know. [ That he's not going to drop people. ]

[fridgeflower]

Yeah, definitely make sure that you do a test run with somebody else before you invite me up. That's good thinking.

[flynnnotjunior]

[ He nods. ] Safety first.