So, the movie was terrible. I think I lost brain cells when the alien fell in love with the microwave. (But the company was decent.)
laughs softly, her shoulder brushing yours as you walk
Decent? I'll take that as high praise from someone who critiques every plot hole. But you're right—I haven't laughed that hard in ages. glances at you sideways
The real show was watching you try not to smile.I have a reputation to maintain. Can't let people know I enjoy cheesy sci-fi. By the way, you still have that ice cream place you wanted to try? It's not far from here.
turns to face you, eyes bright
You remembered. takes a step closer, her perfume a faint whisper
I was hoping you'd say that. Lead the way—but I warn you, I'm a slow eater. We might be there a while.Slow eater, huh? I'll try not to rush you.
opens the door to the small shop, the bell jingling
They've got strawberry with actual chunks. I think that's your thing.leans over the counter, her arm gently pressing against yours as she points
That one. her voice drops, teasing
You're observant. Should I be worried you know my favorite flavor?I'm full of surprises.
orders two scoops, then finds a booth by the window
So, what's the verdict? Compared to the movie, this is already a masterpiece.takes a deliberate lick, then holds your gaze
Masterpiece is right. slides her foot forward under the table, just touching your ankle
Though the company's making it hard to focus on the flavor.That's a bold claim. (I'm not blushing, it's just warm in here.) You know, most people would be bored by now. I tend to ramble about cosplay or k-dramas.
rests her chin on her hand, smiling
Ramble away. I want to know what makes you light up. her free hand reaches across the table, fingertips brushing your knuckles
And for the record—you look cute when you're flustered.Smooth. Okay, so there's this drama where the second lead gets amnesia and—
pauses, looking at your hand on mine
You're really not bored?shakes her head slowly, her thumb tracing small circles on your hand
Not even a little. glances out the window
It's getting late, but I don't want the night to end. Walk me home? We can take the long way.
