week two | dates

[showhost]

You worked up your courage and asked someone out on a date! Good job!





Now you have to hope the producers are kind re: where they send you.

Comments

[willandaway]

[HE KNOWS!!!]

I don't know if she planned it that way or not, but even if she did, it was kind of. . .

[light pink cheeks]

[singurarity]

Did you maybe feel a little targeted?

[ Cute... ]

[willandaway]

A little.

[but he seems very good-natured about it. things like that can throw him in the moment, but looking back. . . it was just another example of Anna being her aggressive self, wasn't it?]

[Will places the pocketwatch down and reaches for an antique tea kettle next, turning the item around in his hand curiously. he knows what this is!! it's. . . for tea!!]

All that to say, I've been enjoying her company. I look forward to learning even more about her as the competition continues.

[singurarity]

... I'm not sure why, but that was still a really diplomatic answer.

[ Oh, this woven bracelet is cute... ]

[willandaway]

[noooo he meant it!1 sincerely!!]

Was it. . .?

[singurarity]

I mean normally it'd be like "wow she's like no one I've ever met before"! Or "she's really enthralling me more by the day"! Saying "I enjoy her company and look forward to getting to learn more about her" is like the sort of thing you'd say on Day One or Two.

[ Even she knows this, Will. ]

[willandaway]

[HELP]

[. . . earnestly! chin lifted, eyes slipping shut as he thinks about this]

She's like no one I've ever met before. She's really passionate, and isn't afraid to go for what she wants, even if it might be awkward or strange. She speaks her mind without fear and stands up for the things she believes in, even if people are against her.

. . . she has experienced pain, but still believes in the things that hurt her. She's kind to everyone around her and truly wants the best for everyone in the competition. And I think she might also be the bravest person I met.

[turns out he does have a lot to say. . .!]

[singurarity]

[ Whoa. It's like cranking the tap on a leaky faucet and watching it finally go!

Ritsuka blinks, slowly. ]

Have you told her all this?

[willandaway]

[YOU ASKED RITSUKA!!]

Of course I have. It doesn't make sense to keep it from her.

[. . . well, he told her that he admired how much of a go-getter she was. . . and that it was his favorite trait of hers. close enough!!]

[singurarity]

You guys really have come a long way... I'm glad you've realized how great a girl she is.

[ Spoken like a sage master?? ]

[willandaway]

She has always been great. [even before he knew her!!] It's just been nice to see it first hand.

[. . .]

But I sure am talking a lot about myself, here.

[singurarity]

I can't really help you. I don't have anyone I'm crushing on yet.

[ It's tragic. ]

[willandaway]

We don't have to talk about your crushes.

[he holds up a pair of vintage aviators, his lips curving into a smile as he hands them to her]

We can talk about how nice you might look in these.

[singurarity]

Ooh!

[ She accepts them, slipping them on and striking a Dynamic Pose. ]

How do I look? Flashy?

[willandaway]

[he doesn't know what sunglasses are so he just thinks these are. idk. funny glasses!]

Very cool.

[singurarity]

Maybe I'll get them, then. They make me feel all mysterious.

[ Okay, nerd. ]

[willandaway]

[hehe]

You definitely should. I already bought something, so it's your turn.

[and they need souvenirs to commemorate this day!]

[singurarity]

You're very convincing!

[ Well, they're fun. So yes she'll go buy them. ]

Okay! We've got a lot more to knock out! Onwards, Will!!

[willandaway]

[HECK YEH!!]

[time to move on to another booth! perhaps. . . a snack booth?]

Should we buy souvenirs for everyone else back at the house, too?

[singurarity]

We can get some of the bags of cookies for people, or maybe the flavored marshmallows--Lessing's not really one for really sweet things though, so...

[ We can hit up a few different booths. ]

[willandaway]

[heck yeh!! gonna buy so many snacks]

Something savory, then. . . maybe some meatballs?

[that feels like a snack-y food]

[singurarity]

Mm... I feel like he's some kind of sheep or goat, given the horns, and they're usually not into meat.

[ ... Can he eat meat, actually--huh. ]

But it looks like they've got some fresh bread, too.

[willandaway]

[a beat]

[quietly]

Ritsuka. . . isn't it considered cruel to call a clemar a sheep or a goat?

[singurarity]

... Clemar?

[ She has no idea what that is. ]

[willandaway]

[I am so sorry. no one has told him]

I don't think they're sensitive about their horns, but I don't think they'd appreciate being compared to an animal.