Ugh, okay, c'mon.
Now why would you say that if you’re going to make me wait an hour for them.
…oh. Oh. That’s— I mean— Oh! That’s… is that good? That’s… probably good, right? I’m sorry. This is a lame reaction. I just— that’s, uh… that’s what Sander’s been helping with. Lots of… quality time together, I bet. Fun. Sounds fun. Peppermint tea central.
Yeah? Well. Don’t forget this Sunday. I’m taking you on a date. Our first, unless you count that spectacular making out sesh we had after I asked you to be my girlfriend, which you definitely should, because I would like that precedent to be set for all future dates.
Patience is a virtue. Besides, aren't some things worth waiting for? But, here. You can have an air kiss to tide you over.
Well.... it's not bad? And I definitely won't be on the front lines or anything, so that part's pretty great. We don't really have time for peppermint tea, though, unfortunately, and I keep suggesting that we set up a weekly tea date, but you know Sander's too busy to allow himself basic bodily functions, let alone a moment of pleasure. Still, I haven't given up hope yet.
Really? A real date? That's-- oh, goodness, I'm almost willing to kiss you now just for that, almost. What are we going to do? We won't have a lot of time, but I think it's going to be a sunny, beautiful day, and now that I've kissed you at midnight, I think I really should practice kissing you in the sunshine, just maybe.










