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[Classic incognito message, with the picture blocked out and everything; he even makes an attempt to disguise his handwriting, which he forgets after the first three words.]

Say you want to ask a girl out. How do you go about doing that?

Girls like flowers, right?

[See, there's actually a lot of consideration that goes into this. For a guy with a faulty brain-to-mouth filter and a do-or-die attitude, the amount of waffling here is...strange, maybe. But everyone's a walking contradiction. He has some ideas, along with maybe ten different speeches that he's mentally mapped out over the past three years and never planned on actually using, but second- and third-guessing himself leads to this pandering for advice...thing. He's pretty sure it's lame, but... It couldn't hurt, right?

Okay, so maybe he's just procrastinating.]

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[Anonymous dweebiness aside, Jean goes about his day as usual. Training at the Battle Dome; going to school; taking care of his horse at the stables, and taking him out for a ride into the woods; and checking the General Store for some...supplies, art supplies. Don't ask, don't tell.]

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[Very seriously, dude.]

Crap I didn't even think about that. I have no idea and I'm guessing it would be weird to ask.

Precisely. However, you could ask whether there have been any particular plants bothering her now that everything has bloomed. It wouldn't be too out of the question in casual conversation.

This would also assume she is a girl who would appreciate a gift of flowers.

You're a genius. I'll try that. [And probably make it really awkward anyway, because Jean is smooth in the same way sandpaper is.]

Why wouldn't she? It shows her that I'm thinking about her, doesn't it?

['Genius?' Good thing this wasn't video, or Jean might have noticed the brief blushing...]

It does, but just as there are people who prefer cats over dogs or don't like animals period, girls can be the same about flowers. It takes knowing her a little.

[Wow, gay. Don't take a throw-away compliment so literally - he's just desperate for all the help he can get with this.]

Right. I've known her for a while but I still feel like I don't know her all that well. That's kinda why I want to do this.

[Shut up and let him have his shrinking violet moment—!]

Then how often did you see her and where? It could help out more with figuring out what she may like.

[Throwing up one of those filters, because his answer could definitely give him away to anyone who knows him.]

We trained for the military together. Then we signed up for the same branch after graduation. So I've pretty much seen her every day for the last 3 years but hardly ever outside of training and duties and that kind of thing.

[Locked, huh? Aleos does him the favor of closing the filter completely, bemused that he was being so secretive about it when the entry was already anonymous.]

Then you've been pining for this girl for three years?

[Dude.]

Well [when you put it that way, it sounds pretty lame, but] yeah.

The military isn't exactly the best place to try and start a relationship. [Maybe in the Military Police he could have. Not with Mikasa, but maybe he would have found another girl and it would have turned out alright. There's no point in dwelling on little things like that, though.]

No, it isn't exactly ideal. But from what I have heard, it could help to strengthen and forge a strong bond whether it is romantic or not.

[Though honestly, three years? He feels a little bad for the guy.]

Did you at least speak to one another a few times outside of training?

What you're saying is we already have a kind of bond. Yeah, I guess you're right. After you've fought alongside someone there has to be something between you, because you had the experience together. [He supposes that a part of living through hell is that you are, by necessity, drawn closer to those who also survived.]

Of course we have. I'm not some creepy stalker.

I would hope so, because if you are I might have to sabotage your courting attempts. [Because that’s not stalker-ish at all.]

Now the question is, are there others trying to do the same? Because you might have to step up your game if you’ve gone three years barely knowing her.

Ha ha ha. [This is supposed to represent sarcastic laughter, if you couldn't tell.]

None that I know of. [...He has to think about that for only a few seconds to get that sinking feeling in his gut.] But I wouldn't be surprised if she's caught some other guy's eye here, she's really pretty. Prettier than anyone else I've ever seen.

And I never said I barely know her, I know her a little. There's a difference.

[The sarcasm isn’t lost, but he sure is ignoring it.]

So use what you do know to your advantage. Strike. If she has caught the attention of anyone else then you would have the upper hand, wouldn’t you?

It is overall better to at least try.

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