[ wally has never been very good about keeping his speed on the "down low." barry isn't really very good about it, either, so it's not totally his fault when his mentor slash partner slash uncle isn't setting the best example. they're actually a lot alike, him and barry, at least in their impulsiveness — but that might also be partially due to the speed. whatever the case may be, even when wally is in civvies, sometimes he just can't help himself and he might accidentally put on a burst of speed here and there when it isn't totally necessary. ]
[ however, he'd like to argue that it's totally necessary when it's saving a very hot cup of very well-made coffee from splattering all over the floor. he's seen the looks on people's faces when the cup shatters into disappointing little pieces of their broken coffee dreams, and — well, maybe he makes the exception this time because the person in question about to spill their coffee everywhere is a very pretty girl, and wally can't just do nothing when he knows he's perfectly capable of doing something in less than a blink of an eye. no one will even see him move that fast, right? it'll be fine. ]
[ or, well, it would be fine if wally were actually good at slowing down. which, unfortunately, he isn't. so even more unfortunately for the coffee and the girl it belonged to, wally's heroic save turns out to be a pretty unheroic fail, his attempt to catch her cup before it shattered and spilled coffee everywhere only half succeeding, but with much worse consequences than anyone noticing how fast he moved from one section of jitters to the other. that is to say, linda's coffee doesn't end up on the floor where it can't hurt anyone, it ends up straight on her clothes — because, in wally's most valiant effort to set the cup back on the table at superspeed while also trying to stop himself from running into the table at superspeed, he managed to dump the contents of the cup all over the table and linda herself. ]
[ yeah, great first impression there, wally. ]
Oh shi— OhmygodI'msosorry — [ frantically, he runs for napkins, as if that will help at all. he knows there's one thing that would help, but that would be an even dumber idea than his first. so, somewhat helplessly, and very much apologetically, he holds out a few napkins and continues to apologize like there's no tomorrow. ] I was just trying to — you know, I usually have pretty good reflexes, I guess I just overshot it by a little and — god, are you okay? I'm really sorry, I'll buy you, like, the biggest cappuccino they have to make up for it — or, hey, doesn't even have to be a cappuccino! I mean, I probably wouldn't want a cappuccino after some jerk spilled mine all over me. God, I really shouldn't have tried to — [ shut up, wally, just shut up. ]
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[ however, he'd like to argue that it's totally necessary when it's saving a very hot cup of very well-made coffee from splattering all over the floor. he's seen the looks on people's faces when the cup shatters into disappointing little pieces of their broken coffee dreams, and — well, maybe he makes the exception this time because the person in question about to spill their coffee everywhere is a very pretty girl, and wally can't just do nothing when he knows he's perfectly capable of doing something in less than a blink of an eye. no one will even see him move that fast, right? it'll be fine. ]
[ or, well, it would be fine if wally were actually good at slowing down. which, unfortunately, he isn't. so even more unfortunately for the coffee and the girl it belonged to, wally's heroic save turns out to be a pretty unheroic fail, his attempt to catch her cup before it shattered and spilled coffee everywhere only half succeeding, but with much worse consequences than anyone noticing how fast he moved from one section of jitters to the other. that is to say, linda's coffee doesn't end up on the floor where it can't hurt anyone, it ends up straight on her clothes — because, in wally's most valiant effort to set the cup back on the table at superspeed while also trying to stop himself from running into the table at superspeed, he managed to dump the contents of the cup all over the table and linda herself. ]
[ yeah, great first impression there, wally. ]
Oh shi— OhmygodI'msosorry — [ frantically, he runs for napkins, as if that will help at all. he knows there's one thing that would help, but that would be an even dumber idea than his first. so, somewhat helplessly, and very much apologetically, he holds out a few napkins and continues to apologize like there's no tomorrow. ] I was just trying to — you know, I usually have pretty good reflexes, I guess I just overshot it by a little and — god, are you okay? I'm really sorry, I'll buy you, like, the biggest cappuccino they have to make up for it — or, hey, doesn't even have to be a cappuccino! I mean, I probably wouldn't want a cappuccino after some jerk spilled mine all over me. God, I really shouldn't have tried to — [ shut up, wally, just shut up. ]