"Can't see why ya don't got people fawning all over ya," he let slip, shutting his trap belatedly as he realized what he'd said. He stiffened instantly, then tried to cover for it. He was supposed to be smooth on this date, not the nervous wreck he'd been on the previous one -- if he could handle hunting the most dangerous beasts in the world back home, he could handle a simple date with a lady.
"Er, what I'm tryin' to say is that, um. You're not a bad looker at all. S'nothing wrong with your face that I can see."
Very romantic, indeed. It was the truth, though: she was a few years too young for him to properly date -- this was just a casual date, he insisted, nothing serious -- but she had an attractive face, and a body with curves to match. It was a shame he couldn't be serious with her, and that it wasn't right for him to court a coworker's relative. This was just to prove he could handle this whole 'date' thing like any other bloke.
Yes, it was definitely a shame, and one he was certainly not mulling over for far too long in his mind.
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Date: 2016-02-05 07:49 am (UTC)"Er, what I'm tryin' to say is that, um. You're not a bad looker at all. S'nothing wrong with your face that I can see."
Very romantic, indeed. It was the truth, though: she was a few years too young for him to properly date -- this was just a casual date, he insisted, nothing serious -- but she had an attractive face, and a body with curves to match. It was a shame he couldn't be serious with her, and that it wasn't right for him to court a coworker's relative. This was just to prove he could handle this whole 'date' thing like any other bloke.
Yes, it was definitely a shame, and one he was certainly not mulling over for far too long in his mind.