(Pre-Show) The Park

[Lubbock]

"Okay, I guess I kinda was spying on you," Lubbock admitted, still rubbing his neck. He was trying to rid himself of the pain in his muscles, but made sure to keep the feeling of boobs against his head locked inside his memory, "I just wanted to see if you'd make a good ally in the Abyss, is all,"
"Jeez, I was barely asleep, thanks. Would've been a lot less stalkerish if you had have just checked if I was really asleep," the girl scolded him as she turned around to face him, hands on her hips defiantly.
"Well... If you were asleep, I didn't want to wake you up. I'm a gentleman," he complained, obviously wanting some sympathy.
"Stop with the bullshit, moss-head," she cursed at him, obviously growing tired of him already.
"I really wasn't expecting this encounter to go like this," Lubbock continued to whinge.
"You will never learn, will you?" Syura piped up in the boy's head.
"Oh, shut up, Syura!" he yelled, oblivious to his one-person audience. It took him around five seconds to realise, and he placed both hands over his mouth. The girl eyed him off, one eyebrow arched.
"What the fuck is going in in your head?" she insulted him, at the same time with a hint of genuine questioning. Lubbock placed a hand to the back of his head and smirked goofily.
"Ah... Haha... That... Is a long story..." he told her, but he had no choice but to tell as he was lifted off the ground by the collar of his shirt, "All right! I'll tell! Ever since I arrived in this place, I've had this prick of a voice in my head, and he's pissed me off ever since," he informed her. He smirked, wondering how this woman would take it.
"You call that a fricking long story? You really do have something wrong with your head," she insulted him once more before dropping him flat on his rear. He quickly scrambled up and dusted himself off, then picketed his hands.
"I'm Lubbock. I'm a trained assassin - or at least I was until I ended up here. How about you?"