Imagine Ed Always Saying Weird Things Around You
“Hey, Ed,” you waved a little at the friendly forensic scientist as you walked into the filing annex where he just so happened to be.
“H-Hello, Miss Y/L/N,” he said somewhat awkwardly. You internally sighed; he always seemed off around you, so you often went out of your way to be nice to him. In your trial today, you asked, “Do you have anything fun planned for the weekend?”
“I…watch paint dry,” he said plainly, and he blushed as he continued, “I mean, figuratively. And in the future tense. I will be watching paint dry. That is to say, I have no plans. None involving paint. Funny thing, paint, particularly the colors. Like purple. Few plants that had the purple pigments could be grown in some regions, so it was typically reserved for royalty. You’re much like the color purple in that way. There aren’t any uncorrupted cops like you here in Gotham, and you’re certainly as pretty as the color purple.” You blinked for a second, not sure if he was complimenting you.
“What?” you asked. Instead of responding, he stood there awkwardly for a minute before he crossed his hands and left, shooting you a quick and mumbled ‘goodbye.’ You just smiled and shook your head. He sure left you guessing, that was for sure.