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wipesfaith) wrote2014-05-15 04:58 pm
wipesfaith) wrote2014-05-15 04:58 pm
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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.]
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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[Because he can't see that resulting in anything that wouldn't be completely embarrassing to share with the girl he has in mind.]
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You're sure this won't be overkill? [He has no idea what he's doing. Help.]
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Not at all. Just don't bombard her with poetry, like cologne a little goes a long way.
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How important is that? [...What does he even smell like, anyway? Sweat? Crap, why has he never thought of this before?]
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Well, as long as you bath regularly, a light dash of cologne should suffice.
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Just out of curiosity, when's the last time you took a lady out on a date?
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[He is kind of a silver fox]
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[He was quite taken with June after all]
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Nothing personal. It would be creepy if I was going after a woman my mom's age or something like that too.
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If you are planning to woo this woman, I would suggest you work on your manners, young man.
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[But okay, maybe the old man has a point. He does have the habit of just...saying shit.]
Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it.
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[He is a forgiving sort]
Fine. There is something to be said about leaving a bit of mystery, while it is good to speak honestly, it is better to curb blunt statements.
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What kind of mystery am I supposed to be leaving? [Everything is pretty out in the open with him; he doesn't do well with hiding much of anything.]
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[This may be beyond the young man]
As long as you don't blurt out everything all at once, I am sure it will be fine. White lillies or daffodils are good flowers to choose. Of course a variety works well if you are unsure of her preference.
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Thanks for the help, old man.
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