04-27-2023, 09:28 PM
These girls were going to be the death of him. As they walked towards the stairs the less twirly girl hooked her arm in his and reaped upon the suggestion his mother had implied. "Weren't you just complaining that I'd forgotten you." He chuckled. "I'd never take advantage of that." Though he might have if he were high enough -- but right now after the flash bang his mind was wired. And these girls were just pulling him along after the fact.
There were no words for the blood rushing south. He managed to squeak out "Dancing is good. I like dancing. And I like food. We could do both."
They both knew his name but he didn't know theirs. And they kept speaking his name like the knew him well. He didn't remember them at all and he felt a little bad about that. "I'm sure my mom is too far away to listen. Busy painting or with her own man." He smiled at the implication. "I could take you both out. But uh..." What guy wouldn't want to take two beautiful women out on a date. But that could lead to complications later down the line -- unless he was being presumptuous. He probably was being presumptuous. "I wouldn't mind partaking again." He whispered the later. "What are your names? When do you want to go out again?"
He managed to walk them down the stairs without falling himself, and the doors waited just a bit beyond the stair way. He hardly knew the girls and he was doing what now? He was a bit lost and dazed and confused and probably still feeling the effects of the P. Was he even awake?
There were no words for the blood rushing south. He managed to squeak out "Dancing is good. I like dancing. And I like food. We could do both."
They both knew his name but he didn't know theirs. And they kept speaking his name like the knew him well. He didn't remember them at all and he felt a little bad about that. "I'm sure my mom is too far away to listen. Busy painting or with her own man." He smiled at the implication. "I could take you both out. But uh..." What guy wouldn't want to take two beautiful women out on a date. But that could lead to complications later down the line -- unless he was being presumptuous. He probably was being presumptuous. "I wouldn't mind partaking again." He whispered the later. "What are your names? When do you want to go out again?"
He managed to walk them down the stairs without falling himself, and the doors waited just a bit beyond the stair way. He hardly knew the girls and he was doing what now? He was a bit lost and dazed and confused and probably still feeling the effects of the P. Was he even awake?