Okay, this is all the moar I have for a little while.
“Please don’t!” I said. My brain raced. All my planned conversations now seemed flat and distant, out of immediate reach. “Hey, it’s just…I don’t know. I goofed. You don’t know how many different versions of the reveal I had dreamt of. I had been planning this out for ages. I had wanted to throw it in your face at one point; I’d wanted to keep it secret forever at others. And in the end, I picked the worst possible method, and didn’t include you at all.”
“I’m sure there were worse.”
“Yes, but they died when I stopped hating you.” I shrugged. “You mean a lot to me Celeste. It’s just, well, I’m a guy. I plead obliviousness.”
“Do you have flowers?”
“No.”
“Good.” She said, and motioned to the table set up in the middle of the room. “Shall we sit down?”
“Yeah.” I said, and led her over. I held the chair for her, as prescribed in the YouTube tutorial, and then seated myself. “How about this? Exclusive, one-on-one, no-bars question session. Ask me anything, and I’ll answer you.”
“What’s your secret?” She said. “You’re not on an immersion rig, that’s for certain.”
“Chatter combat.” I said. “There was hidden depth programmed into that operating system.”
“How are you so darn quick with the commands?”
“Typing games growing up.” I shrugged.
“How did you feel about me showing up that one day?”
“I almost strangled Mateo.”
“What’s next?”
“I’m challenging all the greats to a battle tomorrow night.”
Okay, this is all the moar I have for a little while.
“Please don’t!” I said. My brain raced. All my planned conversations now seemed flat and distant, out of immediate reach. “Hey, it’s just…I don’t know. I goofed. You don’t know how many different versions of the reveal I had dreamt of. I had been planning this out for ages. I had wanted to throw it in your face at one point; I’d wanted to keep it secret forever at others. And in the end, I picked the worst possible method, and didn’t include you at all.”
“I’m sure there were worse.”
“Yes, but they died when I stopped hating you.” I shrugged. “You mean a lot to me Celeste. It’s just, well, I’m a guy. I plead obliviousness.”
“Do you have flowers?”
“No.”
“Good.” She said, and motioned to the table set up in the middle of the room. “Shall we sit down?”
“Yeah.” I said, and led her over. I held the chair for her, as prescribed in the YouTube tutorial, and then seated myself. “How about this? Exclusive, one-on-one, no-bars question session. Ask me anything, and I’ll answer you.”
“What’s your secret?” She said. “You’re not on an immersion rig, that’s for certain.”
“Chatter combat.” I said. “There was hidden depth programmed into that operating system.”
“How are you so darn quick with the commands?”
“Typing games growing up.” I shrugged.
“How did you feel about me showing up that one day?”
“I almost strangled Mateo.”
“What’s next?”
“I’m challenging all the greats to a battle tomorrow night.”
I'm hoping the first girl I date is the right one, and I can kind of skip the whole break-up drama stuff.
I hope so too for your sake. My current plan is to stay single, so I guess I don't have to worry about that. Although, if the annoying part of my mind ever convinces me into doing otherwise than it will be my problem, won't it?
Okay, this is all the moar I have for a little while.
“Please don’t!” I said. My brain raced. All my planned conversations now seemed flat and distant, out of immediate reach. “Hey, it’s just…I don’t know. I goofed. You don’t know how many different versions of the reveal I had dreamt of. I had been planning this out for ages. I had wanted to throw it in your face at one point; I’d wanted to keep it secret forever at others. And in the end, I picked the worst possible method, and didn’t include you at all.”
“I’m sure there were worse.”
“Yes, but they died when I stopped hating you.” I shrugged. “You mean a lot to me Celeste. It’s just, well, I’m a guy. I plead obliviousness.”
“Do you have flowers?”
“No.”
“Good.” She said, and motioned to the table set up in the middle of the room. “Shall we sit down?”
“Yeah.” I said, and led her over. I held the chair for her, as prescribed in the YouTube tutorial, and then seated myself. “How about this? Exclusive, one-on-one, no-bars question session. Ask me anything, and I’ll answer you.”
“What’s your secret?” She said. “You’re not on an immersion rig, that’s for certain.”
“Chatter combat.” I said. “There was hidden depth programmed into that operating system.”
“How are you so darn quick with the commands?”
“Typing games growing up.” I shrugged.
“How did you feel about me showing up that one day?”
“I almost strangled Mateo.”
“What’s next?”
“I’m challenging all the greats to a battle tomorrow night.”
“Do you think you’ll win?”
“I’ll say I’ve got a fair shot.”
“Who are you most worried about?”
“Skul, hands-down.”
“Do you love me?”
I didn’t hesitate. “I think so.”
I can sort of relate to the way Alejandro verbally apologizes.
Okay, this is all the moar I have for a little while.
“Please don’t!” I said. My brain raced. All my planned conversations now seemed flat and distant, out of immediate reach. “Hey, it’s just…I don’t know. I goofed. You don’t know how many different versions of the reveal I had dreamt of. I had been planning this out for ages. I had wanted to throw it in your face at one point; I’d wanted to keep it secret forever at others. And in the end, I picked the worst possible method, and didn’t include you at all.”
“I’m sure there were worse.”
“Yes, but they died when I stopped hating you.” I shrugged. “You mean a lot to me Celeste. It’s just, well, I’m a guy. I plead obliviousness.”
“Do you have flowers?”
“No.”
“Good.” She said, and motioned to the table set up in the middle of the room. “Shall we sit down?”
“Yeah.” I said, and led her over. I held the chair for her, as prescribed in the YouTube tutorial, and then seated myself. “How about this? Exclusive, one-on-one, no-bars question session. Ask me anything, and I’ll answer you.”
“What’s your secret?” She said. “You’re not on an immersion rig, that’s for certain.”
“Chatter combat.” I said. “There was hidden depth programmed into that operating system.”
“How are you so darn quick with the commands?”
“Typing games growing up.” I shrugged.
“How did you feel about me showing up that one day?”
“I almost strangled Mateo.”
“What’s next?”
“I’m challenging all the greats to a battle tomorrow night.”
“Do you think you’ll win?”
“I’ll say I’ve got a fair shot.”
“Who are you most worried about?”
“Skul, hands-down.”
“Do you love me?”
I didn’t hesitate. “I think so.”
I can't wait to see all the Greats. I'm literally at the edge of my seat. o-o Awwww.... Also, awesome parts! Understandable---take your time with the moars!