The Signs of a Smitten Saiyan Apr 8, 2020 23:59:12 GMT -6
Post by Zhalla on Apr 8, 2020 23:59:12 GMT -6
Zhalla's PL: 52,750
Zhalla had faced many types of problems throughout her life so far but none had made her feel as helpless about doing something about them as this one. Physical challenges she knew she could overcome, it just took effort and training and practice! But something that ate away at your mind? How was she supposed to tackle that? She couldn't fight it and she had already tried telling it to go away, it was clear at this point that that just wasn't going to happen, so what could she do to combat this problem?
She had no idea. So as stubborn as she was it was time to ask for some help on the matter- She already had one person in mind, he'd been helpful before in the past and she hoped he wouldn't let her down this time around either- Though this time around was a much different situation to last time. Either way she would turn her bike so that she'd be headed to North City, it had been some time but it was time to revisit the bar.
Pulling up outside the establishment the saiyan would slip off her helmet and let her curly hair bounce out, tucking the helmet away in a pack on the back of her bike which she locked afterwards before locking the bike itself and then heading inside. Pushing the door open in an unintentionally more irritated way then she had intended- Zhalla would sigh lightly before stepping inside and letting the door close behind her before eventually wandering up to the bar itself, slipping into one of the stool seats by the counter without even looking up once but she had the feeling Dion was already there.
She would place one of her elbows against the counter top before resting one of her cheeks on the same arm's hand as she gave an annoyed huff though it was clear her annoyance wasn't with anything related to the bar itself. "Hey Dion- Heard about you and Aurora, you two are cute I hope it goes wonderfully" She gave up on her hand and ended up just thunking her chin atop the counter top itself, still looking at nothing in particular as focusing was difficult. "Say- you got anything in here that can help me stop thinking? Or to stop thinking about someo-thiiiing specifically?" Drumming her fingers against the counter top she'd finally chuck him a glance, "Could really use something like that right about now"