ESCUME CA'I TALK TO YOU FO A MINUTE?

[meiume]

Who: Conner and Mei.
When: October 7th, Thursday afternoon.
Where: Trader Bros.
What: When fortune smiles upon you, you best not to fuck it up.

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[4leaf_charmed]

Conner was tired of having to go shopping after someone visited, especially when he realized he needed milk to make something after the whole half gallon he usually bought had been downed with cookies he didn't remember buying. Teeth grinding he looked down at list list about to head for the produce section when-

"E-excuse me!"

He turned, brow quirking at the girl (how old was she? 16?) as she scurried on over. That sick feeling he got when fangirls came up to profess their undying love to him started up. He winced at the raised voice and expecting expression, shuffling his feet nervously. The usual rejection and retreat wasn't coming.

Those girls that normally confessed were at least 20, this had to be some little teen with an idol crush. He was going to get in so much trouble for this if she was under 18 but he wasn't the type to kill a kids dream.

"Errr. A-alright?" Dear Lord what had he just gotten himself into?

[meiume]

"O-OKAY, I UNDERSTAND. BUT T-THANKS FOR..."

Pause.

Wait.

What.

Mei looked up and gawked at the tall Irishman, who looked even handsomer up close. Seriously, he was working the hell out of those freckles. She blinked, lips twitching awkwardly. Surely, she must have misheard what Conner said. Surely, it was a mistake! Surely, she did not just score a date with the man of her dream.

Her first reaction was to squeak, quite embarrassingly. Then she covered her mouth and smiled behind her hands. Tears soon swelled in her eyes. She would have never... how... this... this was surreal. She felt like the female lead in one of the K-dramas, the one where she would hopefully not die from cancer.

"I-I don't know what to say... b-but... tt-thank you! Thank you! O-oh, here, here's my number. I already have yours... and um, where would you like to go? There is a really nice French restaurant down the street from here... Oh, wait, today probably isn't a good time for you, is it? W-what about tomorrow? Or this weekend...?"

[4leaf_charmed]

Dear God what had he gotten himself into? This girl seemed fit to fall over from emotion and was babbling a mile a minute. Note to self, never do something like this again.

He offered her a quirk of the lips, accepting her number, mind struggling to catch up quickly. Right. Date location and time. She had to have school didn't she? That meant a shift trade for the near future. Damn it.

"Place 'as a list a mile long lassie," he finally murmured, looking back to his shopping cart. He could make something but that would mean having her over and that was creepy. " Ah know a bistro over on Tilamook? Serve a good tomato bisque and potato soup on weekends."

[meiume]

Mei snorted. Embarrassing, yes, but she couldn't help the feverish giggling at Conner's accent. She brushed her hair behind her ear and forced herself to stop fidgeting with a stupid grin.

"You called me 'lassie'," she pointed out, as if Conner wouldn't remember what he just said moments ago. "And, um, okay. Tomato bisque sounds really awesome. I love tomatoes. I mean, did you know that tomato is actually a fruit and not a vegetable? Isn't that crazy? Oh, look at me, blabbering like an idiot. Ahem, so, tomato bisque, right! Awesome! How's Saturday, at 7? Is that too late? I can do 6:30, if you want?"

She paused, letting Conner to catch up with all the information.

"Sorry, I talk a lot when I am nervous, hahahaahahahahahhaahha~"