[Central City wouldn't have rung any bells, but the name combined with the cupcake combined with the acronym rings several, and loudly. His eyebrows lift, threatening to settle somewhere near his hairline.]
My text friend, Barry Allen? Oh wait, I forgot. My text bff.
[This is his pen pal in the flesh? He'd been imagining his acronym mentor as more... more...
Actually, no, a skinny young man tripping into rooms with a quick one-liner on hand is exactly how he'd been imagining Barry Allen. With an empty cupcake wrapper in hand, he really couldn't cut a better picture if he tried.]
Wow, you're real. I thought you might be some kind of intangible being with a personality too big for life, like a spirit haunting the network or something.
no subject
My text friend, Barry Allen? Oh wait, I forgot. My text bff.
[This is his pen pal in the flesh? He'd been imagining his acronym mentor as more... more...
Actually, no, a skinny young man tripping into rooms with a quick one-liner on hand is exactly how he'd been imagining Barry Allen. With an empty cupcake wrapper in hand, he really couldn't cut a better picture if he tried.]
Wow, you're real. I thought you might be some kind of intangible being with a personality too big for life, like a spirit haunting the network or something.