May 25th, 1888 - Diagon Alley
He wanted to get something to send Angie. Angie was on an adventure, and Cash was stuck here, which meant that he should send her something. If she found Avalon, she would undoubtedly send him something neat - that they probably wouldn't find Avalon was not high on Cash's priority list today.
He was twenty-two, which Eli would never be, and it was a year today since Cash got him killed. Angie loved Eli too. She deserved -- something. Flowers were probably too morbid, though, and would not reach her boat before they died anyways. So Cash was looking for something eccentric when he spotted them.
"Miss Abercrombie!" Cash called. Part of hypothetically falling for a girl was making a point to speak to her, right? And besides, he liked her. He crossed the street with his usual grace and stopped in front of the pair. "And - I don't believe I've had the good fortune to meet your companion."
He was twenty-two, which Eli would never be, and it was a year today since Cash got him killed. Angie loved Eli too. She deserved -- something. Flowers were probably too morbid, though, and would not reach her boat before they died anyways. So Cash was looking for something eccentric when he spotted them.
"Miss Abercrombie!" Cash called. Part of hypothetically falling for a girl was making a point to speak to her, right? And besides, he liked her. He crossed the street with his usual grace and stopped in front of the pair. "And - I don't believe I've had the good fortune to meet your companion."
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