Night Time Lovers

"Couple weeks. Not to long." She handed it over him. "I'll be skipping town again soon. Gotta keep moving."

Pierce open the coke and took a drink, thinking, “Is that so? Well, do you have a final destination?”
(What Starla said kinda makes for a good plot. They could possibly grow close(as friends, I want to take romance slowly), and when Starla leaves, Pierce decides to go with her?)

(AH yis. Except she's sort of trying to murder her brother sooooo….and yus slow burn romance. I'm here for it) "Maybe." She shrugged, taking another gulp.

(Oops, haha)
Pierce sighed at her unclear answer, “And what would that be?” He asked, feeling curious.

"Not here." She answered ambiguously, rolling her eyes as she dug through her backpack for her phone, and plugged it into the wall to charge.

Pierce didn’t respond for a moment. He wondered what to say next, “Okay then…So Starla how many times have you moved around?”

"Since I was 13. I'm 25 now…sooo probably into the hundreds by this point. Barely stay anywhere more than a month, move around more during the warmer months."

“Dang that’s a long time. Do you have any family?” Pierce responded, “Sorry I’m bombarding you with all these questions, we can change the topic if you’d like.” He added with a smile.

"I have a brother." She said, in the same stand offish tone she had been using for every question he had been asking, as she sat on the bed, scrolling through her phone. "I'd like to be left alone. If I make connections, then I get attached. If I get attached then people beg me to stay. I hurt people. Better to just be on my own. Sure, I've brought friends on my travels. They always meet some love of their life, or end up settling, leaving me to be alone again."

Pierce opened his mouth to reply but then shut it again, he had not expected Starla to tell him all that. He sighed and stood up, heading to the door, “I’ll leave you alone for now, if you want to hang out or talk, you know where to find me. I really think we’d be good friends, you and I. But that’s really your decision.” He smiled, “See you later, Starla.”

(So since Starla definitely won't go after him, they keep accidentally meeting eachother and she keeps getting more and more frustrated with seeing you everywhere and then…I dunno. Maybe she yells at him, maybe she only goes to run her small errands at night, staying mostly locked away in her apartment and then…yeah.) "Ha, friends. All of them are dead, or have settled somewhere. Usually both. I've watched a lot of them die. Being my friend is dangerous." She says, not caring at all.

(Works for me. Shall we do a time skip to maybe a week later when she has been avoiding him for a couple days and he comes to talk to her?)

(I'm thinking she's like, ya know shopping or whatever. She definitely pick pockets peoples wallets. And they meet up, and like an hour later they see eachother in the library and the next day he sees her going into the comic shop, and ya know…like that)

(Okay, that works)
Pierce quietly hummed to himself as he checked his grocery list and picked up things he needed, it was a Saturday morning, meaning he didn't have work, which also meant it was time for him to get food for the week.

Starla walked right past Pierce, and while he was distracted she fished his wallet out of his back pocket, and kept walking. She tossed the wallet to the ground, taking out all the dollar bills she found, stuffed it in her hoodie pocket, and turned down the aisles. She hadn't even noticed it was Pierce. Just grabbed the cash and walked away. That was another thing about friends. They could always tell when she stole their cash and pick pocketed them, with or without noticing. With strangers, they couldn't do much when she nabbed some cash.

Out of the corner of his eye, Pierce his wallet being thrown to the ground, "Hey what the hell? You can't go around stealing money from others you assho-" he looked up and stopped, "Starla?!" He picked up his wallet and blocked her way, "Hey, can I have my money back please?"

"What money?" She asked casually, side stepping him. She then grabbed a basket and kept walking, smoothly, coolly, calm. She then headed to where all the cheap microwavable stuff was, and got Cup-O-Noodles and other microwavable, easy, unhealthy foods.

Pierce cursed to himself, following her. He grabbed her wrist lightly and tugged her back, "Come on, Starla…I know you have my money so please just give it back."

(Bump)

"I need it. You aren't living like I do, I can already tell. You have things like credit cards and insurance. Taking cash from a poor person, and I'm the asshole for just doing what I need to do to survive and live. I've been wearing the same outfit for 3 days straight without washing it, and this is the only outfit I own, are ya really gonna do this to me?"

Pierce faltered for moment and took a step back, "Listen, just give it back and I'll give some money, okay?" He bargained, gently, "I don't have a ton on me, nor do I have my credit card at the moment, but I can give you…say 50? And I'll pull more from my card if you need it."

"50 will do." She takes 50 from the wad, hands the rest back, and walks off into the store, shaking her head a bit. (They both end up going to like A LOT of the same places in the store as well and when she tries to avoid him she just sees him MORE often and it's just really pissing her off)

(Sounds good, how about a time skip to later that night next day?)

Pierce sighed and mumbled a thank you as Starla walked off, I wish I understood her more.. he thought to himself as he finished getting his groceries.

(After a little bit of really frustrated Starla when she finally gives up shopping cause she doesn't want to see his face and walks off. Don't worry, they'll become friends) She eventually stomped off, leaving her cart behind. "Fuck it, I'll just do it LATER."

(Aaaand cueing time skip)
Pierce sat in his swivel chair later that night and sighed, a frown on his face. He had seen Starla just about everywhere, a crazy coincidence, and she just got more angered every time. She really doesn't seem to like me, does she? he thought, Even so, I might as well go talk to her…maybe I could invite her to dinner to make up even more for what happened at the grocery store this morning… He rose from the chair, grabbed his wallet and stuffed it in his pocket and left, instantly heading to Starla's. He hesitated as he was a bout to knock, but he quickly overcame his hesitation and knocked.

Starla came to the door. She looked at you, sighed grumpily, and crossed her arms. "Whaddya want Pierce?" She said grumpily. She was in nothing but a bra and sweat pants. There was a beep as her ramen finished in the microwave, and she walked away to go get it.

A light blush came across Pierce’s face but he quickly shook it away, “Well…I was wondering if you wanted to come to dinner with me?” He asked, scratching the back of his head, “To um…make up for what happened at the grocery store this morning.”

"What, like a date? I don't even like ya all that much." She said as she set the ramen on top of the microwave and added the flavoring packet.

Pierce flinched but continued speaking, “No…not at all, just to make up for being rude to you.” He replied.

She sighed, and looked at her ramen. "Well…it was a waste making this then…" She threw it in a small trash bag, and got on a shirt. "I don't gotta dress up real nice or anything do I? I have a very limited selection of clothes."