Tin foil hats
Just a normal sunny day, or so Levy thought as she walked outside to water her plants. She went about her routine, starting with the roses and moving along to a variety of other colorful flowers before turning her attention to the vegetables she was growing. Finishing up her watering and weeding she stood back up, stretching out her sore muscles from squatting for so long. After a satisfying pop from her spine she relaxed, looking around at her sanctuary, and that is when she noticed her neighbor.
He had moved in about two months ago, stayed to himself most of the time, except when his cat would get out and come over to her garden. She thought about planting some catnip, just so she would end up seeing him more, he was a fine specimen of a man after all. Many times he has caught her watching him work out shirt less, from her kitchen window as she washed dishes.
But today, the normally solitary man, who always seemed to have his shit together was sitting outside, on his patio, with a tin foil hat on his head. She couldn’t help but stare at him, it was a very out of place sight. This six foot tall, dark haired man with metal all over his face was just sitting there, phone in his hand, and that ridiculous looking tin hat on his head.
As if he could feel her gaze upon him, he looked up from his phone, flashing her a small sideways grin. One that she learned very quickly he didn’t give away to just anyone. He gave her a small wave, to which she pointed to the top of her head with a quizzical cock of her eyebrow. Silently asking what the fuck was on his head.
She smiled when he let out a loud laugh, waving her over. He pointed down to his phone, showing her a page he had pulled up. ‘Aliens are attacking save yourself’ She read over the page, giggling at the absurdity of it all. He opened up his facebook page, showing her a few pictures of all his friends laughing, the same tin foil hats on their heads, accompanied by status updates saying, ‘Ready to throw down’ and ‘UFO party’ Apparently Levy was unaware that today was National We Are Not Alone day.
Gajeel ended up inviting her to the party, picking her up, with her own tinfoil hat that he had made for her. She could say it was the most absurd yet fun night she has had in years.
He had moved in about two months ago, stayed to himself most of the time, except when his cat would get out and come over to her garden. She thought about planting some catnip, just so she would end up seeing him more, he was a fine specimen of a man after all. Many times he has caught her watching him work out shirt less, from her kitchen window as she washed dishes.
But today, the normally solitary man, who always seemed to have his shit together was sitting outside, on his patio, with a tin foil hat on his head. She couldn’t help but stare at him, it was a very out of place sight. This six foot tall, dark haired man with metal all over his face was just sitting there, phone in his hand, and that ridiculous looking tin hat on his head.
As if he could feel her gaze upon him, he looked up from his phone, flashing her a small sideways grin. One that she learned very quickly he didn’t give away to just anyone. He gave her a small wave, to which she pointed to the top of her head with a quizzical cock of her eyebrow. Silently asking what the fuck was on his head.
She smiled when he let out a loud laugh, waving her over. He pointed down to his phone, showing her a page he had pulled up. ‘Aliens are attacking save yourself’ She read over the page, giggling at the absurdity of it all. He opened up his facebook page, showing her a few pictures of all his friends laughing, the same tin foil hats on their heads, accompanied by status updates saying, ‘Ready to throw down’ and ‘UFO party’ Apparently Levy was unaware that today was National We Are Not Alone day.
Gajeel ended up inviting her to the party, picking her up, with her own tinfoil hat that he had made for her. She could say it was the most absurd yet fun night she has had in years.
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