Entering the arcade, Ty can't be too surprised to see Libby, since he was wondering if he'd see her anyway, but he was a bit surprised by her greeting. He lifts his eyebrows as she chides him for taking so long to show up and he blinks, really not sure how to react from the enthusiastic welcome. On a certain level though, it did do something for his ego to think that she'd been waiting to see him again.
"Um..."
He really doesn't have time to react as Libby takes his hand and pulls him towards the counter. "Well..." Sitting down on a stool, a smile finally forms on his face. His laugh is one that's quiet and light, but it has a warmth to it. Not many people had the opportunity to hear him laugh.
"Alright then... if I can't have a beer, it might as well be root beer." He nods to the person behind the counter, knowing that they'd heard him. Swiveling the stool around to see Libby, he cocks his head. "Yeah, takes me a while to get around, ya know. Hoofing it tends to be slow. Though I think tomorrow I'll have time to take my bike down to the shop and see if they can fix it."
He shrugs, his eyes roaming the arcade. It was a quiet day here today with not many people. "A car would fix all those problems wouldn't it though?" He rolls his eyes and turns around in time to receive his rootbeer and retrieve some change from his pocket. "So... this is your hangout, huh?"
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