Sand and Sun, c

Just lying down in the sun, nothing to do and drifting in that blissful space between dreams and the irritant that was real life. For Aiden there was nothing better- in fact if he could be pardoned the melodrama which he was so fond of, and he usually was, the psychologist would call it heaven on earth.

Obviously something was going to come up and ruin it. Or in this case someone was going to come down, right on top of him- tripping over him and plowing into the ground.

For a minute Aiden had decided to be angry, he really had, but the tripper seemed somewhat off worse than him and seemed to be apologizing so earnestly that he just couldn't find it in him. Plus being angry was just too much effort to be worth it.

"It's okay- I understand. really I'm fine." he told her, waving his hands soothingly in order to placate the her.

Really, people needed to relax, not sweat the small stuff and -most importantly- let him return to his moment of bliss.

"Why don't you sit down and catch your breath and all?" Aiden offered, patting the sand invitingly.

Thankfully the person who had so suddenly dropped into his day -quite literally really- took his offer, relaxed and decided to sit back in the sand. Aiden took the opportunity to try to regain his Zen-like state of being at peace with the world. A mutual agreement not to bother each other and let Aiden bask in his laziness in bliss, a pact to live and let live and not throw him in any situations which would require more than mild effort to resolve.

Simple idea really, whatever you may call it.

Unfortunately this attempt of regaining aforementioned, and eloquently elaborated, state was brutally shot down before it could even clear the runway.

Really some people just couldn't relax. First it was messing with her clothes and then it was the reaching up to toy with her hair. All in all her -nervousness? social awkwardness?- had made the general aura distinctly uncomfortable and not at all what Aiden had been striving to achieve.
Eventually the psychologist gave up and tried to get her at ease. Just enough to dispel the atmosphere and allow for some mutual relaxation. It couldn't be too hard- after all it was his job in a nutshell.

"Ah, how rude of me; I completely forgot to introduce myself!" Aiden spoke up, breaking the ice "I'm Aiden Shaw." he said, giving a cheerful smile with freckled nose all scrunched up.

Aiden smiled up at the sky from his perch on the sand. Perhaps not the blissful silence that he had been enjoying earlier, but it wasn't something too taxing either. A fairly relaxed atmosphere could be seen in the near future with a lack of anything too bothersome in the way.
Of all the things Aiden had ever been called, 'high maintenance' or 'demanding' were not among them.

"Dubois...that's French isn't it? I thought I detected something in your accent." Aiden asked with his usual cheerfulness "My folks are from England, but I was born and raised here."

Here he turned towards his newest friend "So what brings you to my humble hometown Raz- if you don't mind me asking? Or are you a first generation Nova Athenite like me?"

He was just letting his tongue run away with itself now, but surely Raz won't mind. She seemed like the nice sort.