The Daily Grind

Another reason why the redhead absolutely adored coffeeshops? They were filled with so many people. Old, young (like him), tall, short... And here, you had people with wings, and horns, with the ability to reheat coffee with their bare hands. Able to transmute their coffee. It was jumble of just... Super interesting people. Every flavor of person was there. Most of them were nice.
The people were half of the reason why Nix made coffee his daily grind. The other half? .... Ughh. College, the education he'd thought'd be fun... God, it was hell. Or, sorry. Make that gods. He'd met one earlier.
ANYWAYS. Nix was getting ahead of himself. And so, change in hand and a smile on his face, he ordered his signature coffee, chatting up the cashier quite nicely.
"... Yeah. Y'know, it's the daily grind. Worst it's ever bean for me. Latte stuff to be done. Heheh. Thanks for the coffee, by-the-by - you're the best," looking down at the nametag - "Charlotte. Tomorrow, same time? Sweeeet."
Mug in hand, he waked across the shop, lookin for an empty table -
And almost bumped into another person. NOT AGAIN!
"Shit, i'm so sorry, miss," with a sheepish smile.

In truth, yes. It had been hard to look where he'd been going. But - and this floated to the back of his mind - there wasn't much reason to act like that. Most would kind of... like, shoot a "bitch," back at her. But that'd be mean, yeah? From the look of it, the chick he'd bumped into was pissed already, probably from a bad day.
Righting himself (thank Gods his coffee had a lid, otherwise he'd be sloshed right now dripping in coffee), he looked, and then broke into a sprint, in the young woman's direction.
"Hey! Kid! Wait. I said I'm sorry!" He reached out to her - and slipped (somehow) on the pavement. Or on thin air - he could never tell anymore. Nix hit the ground with a big thump, and a hiss. "Ow. Fuck. Uhm, hey! C'mere! I'm sorry - can I make it up to ya somehow?"

Ah. And there it was. "New to the island, huh? That's cool. Remember when I was new here - a couple'a months ago. Real confusing for a newcomer, but. Uhm. Yeah. Sorry about the rambling, by the way - guess i'm just that dude, y'know?" Righting himself (again), he grinned wide - his coffee had emerged -"Unscathed. Perfect. Jeez, I must be lucky today. Uh. Anyways." The grin stayed on his face as he held out his arms to his sides. "Where to, miss? Island's free, school's free - I'll take ya pretty much anywhere."

One look at her wings and suddenly Nix was very, very interested. Red, like his hair, like... Almost like fire. Which kind of got him thinking - what were her powers? Oh shit. Her name! He'd forgotten to ask for a name. "Whoooa. Wings. Dude. That's frickin' awesome. Well... If you have those, then why do ya need me to show ya around? Is it the company? I DO make pretty good company. Once I learn to keep my frickin' mouth shut. Y'know. Oh, wait." And then he shut up for a second, before clearing his throat. "Ahem. Allow myself to introduce... myself... Aha. Um. Nix. Nix is the name. Yours is...?"

Ohhh. Yeah, she was probably right for calling him a dumbass. Except - she didn't mention she was a student, like him. Huh. Weird. He wasn't really hurt b the name-calling, though - he'd heard, and been the target of, worse. "You never mentioned you go to the school. Uni, I take it? You look like a smart uni chick. Heh. Pun-intended. Anyways. Why not say so in the first place, Akarina? By the by, Akarina. Beautiful name. Very stylish. Either way. Uhm... Yeah. You can't fly around the school much - but you can walk, right?"