she watched his movements as he bent down to grab his tumbler, quickly debating whether she should offer to buy him a new one, considering the small dents and bumps caused by their collision. but seeing as he didn’t seem to care about the state of it, she decided to let it slide for now. "oh well, glad i could help you shake things up — quite literally," she said with a smirk, the words dripping with lighthearted sarcasm. her smile softened, but only for a moment, before she almost had to fight back a grin at his teasing comment. "careful now, stranger. if you keep saying things like that, i might just start running into you more often if you’re gonna say things that makes me feel extra special" the brief silence that followed was interrupted by the sound of a snickers bar finally tumbling down the vending machine. a bit too late and almost a comedic timing. "well, look at that..." she said with a mock-surprised tone, nodding at the candy bar. "unless you think that’s enough of a lunch for you . . yeah , let’s go find something better."
a small chuckle sounded from his lips, head shaking as he finally bent down to grab his poor, exiled tumbler from where it had rolled to a stop. “for the record, i’m usually the one getting kicked by life, not the one doing the kicking. so this is a refreshing twist,” he replied, slinging the bottle under his arm as he looked at her again. she was quick, charming in a frantic way, and definitely not the kind of person you forgot running into. “and no,” he continued, leaning in with a whisper, “i don’t offer lunch to everyone who nearly takes me out with a flying coffee cup. you’re just the exception.” his grin widened, hands sliding into the pockets of his hoodie as he gestured toward the exit. “but now that you’ve thrown a vending machine into submission and offered to feed me out of guilt, i feel like i’d be an idiot not to take you up on it. c’mon, let’s find something that isn’t held hostage behind bulletproof glass.”
riley fought back a laugh , rolling her eyes as she straightened from her little kick of desperation to the machine. her cheeks burned with embarrassment , but his easygoing attitude made it all feel a little less mortifying. " oh , yeah , the 'kick it till it works' strategy has been my go-to forever , " she said with a grin , her gaze flicking from his tumbler back to him. " i usually try to be a little more graceful, but apparently, today’s not that day. " she exhaled , watching the machine stubbornly refuse to cooperate. " maybe i’ve unlocked a new skill. maybe i should just start kicking everything that frustrates me , " she added with a sideways glance. " kick my way to a better day — could be my new philosophy. " when he suggested going for real food, riley tilted her head slightly , a smirk still on her lips. " is this your move with everyone who runs into you ? ask them out for lunch ? " she raised an eyebrow , the vibe between them feeling much more natural now. " but hey, since i knocked your water over and this thing is useless, i’d feel terrible letting you go without getting something in your system. you wanna lead the way ? "
felix was equal parts entertained and impressed as the blonde aimed a swift kick at the vending machine, the force of it making the whole thing shudder but refusing to free a single snack. "damn, okay. wasn’t expecting the brute force method, but maybe violence is the answer," he teased, gaze shifting from the machine to her, like he was trying to decide which one was more stubborn. "so, is this your usual strategy for life? just... kick things until they work? because truth be told, i’m both a little concerned and kinda into it." he looked back at the machine, as if willing it to spit something out just to save them both from further embarrassment. no luck. his tumbler was still rolling somewhere behind them, but he had momentarily abandoned the idea of retrieving it. a hand raked through his hair as he shot her a lazy grin. "alright, maybe we should accept defeat and go get some real food like normal, functioning adults."