Jane Franco

Jane Franco, she/her, 45|| a Sfth rp blog

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Buongiorno! Hello! My name is Jane, Jane Franco. My Nona is the originator for the original recipe for the new Kipling cake! it's so crazy how my life could change just from one airplane ride... Anyway, yeah. uh. Hi. I'm not sure how to end this off... --------------------------------------

Hello there! I am chaos incarnate, i have... so. so many rp blogs, my main account is @awkwardturtleforgood! I love Fem-J characters so much, and I just had to roleplay Jane. Anyway feel free to interact for both Blog asks and roleplay scenes!

Masterlist under cut:

Nothing here yet :3 but if you see this, Hi!

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

I said that before, I do need a roomate.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Sorry, I... what If I moved in...?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I might say we are moving a bit fast, but I wouldn't object.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Janes cheeks flush. "I-I mean. This. Technically. Wouldn't be our first date. It's just our first official one."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

I said that before, I do need a roomate.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Sorry, I... what If I moved in...?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

If it were free, I might.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She laughs and shakes her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

How bad are your parents? *he turns the corner*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I-" she stops herself, does she really wanna get into all that? This is their first official date after all. "I really don't want to talk about them on our first official date."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That bad?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Mhmm." Jane looks around, "I'm sorry to ask, but how much further to your apartment?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Just round the next corner, Jane. *he smiles* Sorry, I don't live in a great part of town, but the apartment is nice enough.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*Jane smiles back, but shakes her head.* "don't apologize, it's nice enough." *she looks around this part of town, noting things she would probably try to help out with.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

We are about there. *he unlocks and opens a door* You first. I need to lock the door then I'll join you upstairs. My flat is on the second floor.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Okay." Jane gives him a quick kiss on the cheek before starting to climb the stairs, waiting by the stairs to the second floor, not exactly sure what the layout or anything of this place is like.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he locks the door then heads upstairs, meeting Jane and unlocking his own door* Right here.*he smiles* You first.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane enters the room with a smile and a shake of her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

What next? *he locks the door*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Outfits?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Outfits, *he laughs* are laid out on my bed, that way. *he points to a door, it's barely decorated, just a little post it that says "find roommate" and "find better job"*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane notices, stops in place, and points at the sign. "You.... need a roommate?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

If it were free, I might.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She laughs and shakes her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

How bad are your parents? *he turns the corner*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I-" she stops herself, does she really wanna get into all that? This is their first official date after all. "I really don't want to talk about them on our first official date."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That bad?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Mhmm." Jane looks around, "I'm sorry to ask, but how much further to your apartment?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Just round the next corner, Jane. *he smiles* Sorry, I don't live in a great part of town, but the apartment is nice enough.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*Jane smiles back, but shakes her head.* "don't apologize, it's nice enough." *she looks around this part of town, noting things she would probably try to help out with.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

We are about there. *he unlocks and opens a door* You first. I need to lock the door then I'll join you upstairs. My flat is on the second floor.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Okay." Jane gives him a quick kiss on the cheek before starting to climb the stairs, waiting by the stairs to the second floor, not exactly sure what the layout or anything of this place is like.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he locks the door then heads upstairs, meeting Jane and unlocking his own door* Right here.*he smiles* You first.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane enters the room with a smile and a shake of her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

What next? *he locks the door*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Outfits?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

If it were free, I might.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She laughs and shakes her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

How bad are your parents? *he turns the corner*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I-" she stops herself, does she really wanna get into all that? This is their first official date after all. "I really don't want to talk about them on our first official date."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That bad?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Mhmm." Jane looks around, "I'm sorry to ask, but how much further to your apartment?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Just round the next corner, Jane. *he smiles* Sorry, I don't live in a great part of town, but the apartment is nice enough.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*Jane smiles back, but shakes her head.* "don't apologize, it's nice enough." *she looks around this part of town, noting things she would probably try to help out with.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

We are about there. *he unlocks and opens a door* You first. I need to lock the door then I'll join you upstairs. My flat is on the second floor.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Okay." Jane gives him a quick kiss on the cheek before starting to climb the stairs, waiting by the stairs to the second floor, not exactly sure what the layout or anything of this place is like.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he locks the door then heads upstairs, meeting Jane and unlocking his own door* Right here.*he smiles* You first.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane enters the room with a smile and a shake of her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

If it were free, I might.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She laughs and shakes her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

How bad are your parents? *he turns the corner*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I-" she stops herself, does she really wanna get into all that? This is their first official date after all. "I really don't want to talk about them on our first official date."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That bad?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Mhmm." Jane looks around, "I'm sorry to ask, but how much further to your apartment?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Just round the next corner, Jane. *he smiles* Sorry, I don't live in a great part of town, but the apartment is nice enough.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*Jane smiles back, but shakes her head.* "don't apologize, it's nice enough." *she looks around this part of town, noting things she would probably try to help out with.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

We are about there. *he unlocks and opens a door* You first. I need to lock the door then I'll join you upstairs. My flat is on the second floor.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Okay." Jane gives him a quick kiss on the cheek before starting to climb the stairs, waiting by the stairs to the second floor, not exactly sure what the layout or anything of this place is like.

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

If it were free, I might.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She laughs and shakes her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

How bad are your parents? *he turns the corner*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I-" she stops herself, does she really wanna get into all that? This is their first official date after all. "I really don't want to talk about them on our first official date."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That bad?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Mhmm." Jane looks around, "I'm sorry to ask, but how much further to your apartment?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Just round the next corner, Jane. *he smiles* Sorry, I don't live in a great part of town, but the apartment is nice enough.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*Jane smiles back, but shakes her head.* "don't apologize, it's nice enough." *she looks around this part of town, noting things she would probably try to help out with.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

If it were free, I might.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She laughs and shakes her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

How bad are your parents? *he turns the corner*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I-" she stops herself, does she really wanna get into all that? This is their first official date after all. "I really don't want to talk about them on our first official date."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That bad?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Mhmm." Jane looks around, "I'm sorry to ask, but how much further to your apartment?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

If it were free, I might.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She laughs and shakes her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

How bad are your parents? *he turns the corner*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I-" she stops herself, does she really wanna get into all that? This is their first official date after all. "I really don't want to talk about them on our first official date."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

If it were free, I might.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She laughs and shakes her head.

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

That sure sounds better off. I work a couple days a week, and can barely even pay half my rent. I'd kill for a free place in a villa.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

She freezes for a split second when he says he'd kill for a free place in a villa before shaking it off and continuing to walk. "Trust me, you wouldn't wanna live anywhere near my parents."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well you must be better off than me then. Do you own your place then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I wouldn't say better off, I just don't really have to work as much. I got my apartment here, and that's all I need, really. I mean, my parents built me a place in their villa, but I only go there occasionally."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Royalties are enough to live on?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, John's a really good man, he made sure that it was enough to really let me do whatever, and then my parents' business really covers the rest."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Into the milkman business? Well I started when I was 14 for some cash, then never left. I never asked what you do. Did I?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Well, I do a little here and there. I get royalties from Mr. Kipling's Lemon watermelon cake, and I bake on the side."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I suppose so. I'll probably tidy them up later.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"We'll have to get there first, obviously." Jane teased, definitely looking and feeling more relaxed than she was at the start of this date. "How did you get into the milkman business?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Continued from here @lemon-melon-cakes

*he chuckles slightly before composing himself* Is that all?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane lightly pushes him. "Excuse you!?! It's hard to come out." She laughs a little, her tone amused.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I mean I wasn't expecting it, sure, but you had me worried. My son has a husband, it's not like I don't support the community.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"That's fair, but there's still people who have gay sons who draw the line at Trans stuff."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Well that's dumb.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I agree,"Jane visibly relaxes. "I... I'm glad you're not like that."

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles then tries to give her a reassuring hug*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ugh, why are you so perfect..." Jane says as she buries her face in his chest.

[milk-from-the-hip]

I'm not perfect, no-one is. You'll have to settle for ok.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Ok, is perfect for me." Jane mumbles, remaining in his embrace for a bit longer.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles nervously* That's good then.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane pulls away and smiles, "Alright. Uh. What do you wanna do now? Or should we end this date here?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Up to you, Jane, I'm happy to do whatever you want. But take this into consideration. *he plants a kiss on her lips*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

*as he tries to pull away, she pulls him in more letting the kiss be a moment before she pulls away.*

[milk-from-the-hip]

What do you want to do then?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Let's go back to my place."

[milk-from-the-hip]

Your place? You sure?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"I'm sure, unless you're not sure?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I've seen your place, you haven't seen mine.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"O-oh." Her cheeks flush before she lightly shoves him. "You didn't tell me that was one of the options!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

Why wouldn't it be, Jane?

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Because you didn't say it was! It's called consent!!!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I didn't say because you didn't ask. *he kisses her cheek*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane fake pouts, but then kisses cheek in return. "Lead the way then!"

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he points* That way then left- I think. It's walking distance, maybe 15 minutes.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

Jane looks flabbergasted. "I said lead the way, cutie." She gestures for him to start walking.

[milk-from-the-hip]

*he chuckles and blushes* Um, yes. *he starts walking in the direction he pointed*

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"What's your place like? Do you have any roommates?"

[milk-from-the-hip]

I used to have a roommate, but she left recently. I do need to get a new roommate. *he chuckles* I tidied up recently but there are a few outfits on my bed.

[lemon-melon-cakes]

"Oooo outfits?" Jane perked up at that. "May I see?"