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 Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 6:30 pm
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 Be cool. Don't freak. Keep it calm. Refined. Elegant.
Be all of those things and more.
When was the last time she went on a honest date? Back in the Stone Age? Ugh, she didn't even know. She couldn't even remember if a real-life boy had asked her on a date before - until now
It started a month ago, when she bumped into a handsome male named Tartarus. He was sweet, gentle, and romantic. He accepted himself, even the side that most women snickered at. It was beautiful in her eyes, and she hadn't realized how red her cheeks had been until their first meeting had ended. She barely even remembered how they met. He had been heading somewhere, or was it her? Either way, they had met and she had felt that unusual flutter in her heart.
So, when he asked her on a date it had set her to the moon and back. A date with a handsome and polite male, who was very well groomed. He had invited her to the edge of a human city and, for once, she went somewhere without Romi. A date meant just her and this beautiful male, and she'd try and experience it with just this male.
She was nervous. So very nervous that it sent flutters down her spine and into her toes. Oh... what if she messed up? What if she said the wrong thing? Oh.. what if! |
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 6:35 pm
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 Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic.
Do not panic.
Not only had he somehow met the cutest vixen in the entire damn world, but his mouth had somehow uttered the words: "Lets go on a date". Why? Sure, she was adorable, but she was so out of his league that it wasn't even funny. First, she was older. Second, she was gorgeous. Third, she was the most polite little thing and he found himself making a fool of himself. Yet, he thought briefly to be the confident hunk and now he was kicking himself in the a** for it.
Groomed and well rested, he had prepared for the date and now wished he hadn't. What was with him and the bundle of tulips he was carrying? Why had he rolled in lavender to ensure he'd smell amazing? Why had he thought he even had a chance, of all things? It was far too late to go back, now the only option left was to make a fool of himself and wait for her to shake her head and leave.
Though... what if he didn't? What if she liked him? A blush formed across his cheeks as he padded towards the pastel vixen, noticing her sparkles emitting from her as she seemed nervous. Gently, he nudged the tulips to her, tail wagging twice.
"I hope I didn't make you wait long. These are for you, Sani." |
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2014 1:04 pm
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Sani wasn't ready when she spotted the male. Oh, now her heart really was pounding! Clearing her throat gently and sitting up straighter, the woman carefully kept her ruby red eyes on his soft blue ones, counting the seconds as he approached. The flowers he carried couldn't possibly be for her, could they? Oh, oh they were! A faint blush touched her cheeks when the tulips were set by her feet, sparkles glittering brighter.
"No, not long. I only just arrived. Thank you, they're beautiful." Actually, she was lying. She had arrived an hour early. She had always believed in arriving on time to a location, but today had been different. She wanted to make sure she was there. Not allow any distractions or possibilities that could possibly be late. However, he seemed on time.
Taking a whiff of the air, her nose wrinkled in surprise and she flicked her tail in appreciation. He smelled of lavender, had he prepared? Finding the idea cute, the woman offered a resistant smile. "Where shall I put them?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 1:08 pm
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