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[orangemineral]

Who: Jasmine (orangemineral) and Canada (maple_syrup_can)
What: Apologies abound and... confessions...?
When: March 1st, afternoon
Where: Canada's room (3-8), possibly moving elsewhere...? Maybe?
Warnings: Adorable awkwardness everywheeeeeeeeeeere.

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[maple_syrup_can]

[For what is probably the dozenth time since coming home from work Canada gets up off his bed and paces around his room, out into the hall, to the living room and back. Flopping cross-legged onto the bed again he frowns at his Guide.

He'd been putting off talking to Jasmine all last month. He'd tried a couple times to message her, but had always backed down. He blushed again at the thought! He would apologize! He could maybe even talk about what had happened with her. Particularly with what Amaterasu had told him...

But again he stares at the Guide, hand drifting towards it, then stopping, falling to the sheets.

He hears Kumajirou sigh from where he sits on the corner of the bed, but he remains otherwise silent. The bear had long since given his advice. So Canada echoes the sigh and slumps where he sits.

He was never going to talk to Jasmine again at this rate, but he just didn't know how to start[When the soft knock comes he instinctively goes to answer it, mind still on his troubles. His eyes down when he opens the door, he

[orangemineral]

[ With that response Jasmine figures she should have tried calling in advance to make sure it was okay. She bites on her bottom lip nervously, folding her arms in front of herself. ]

S-sorry... th-this isn't a bad time, right?

[maple_syrup_can]

N-no, no, not at all. P-please-- [he backs into the room and gestures off to the side where the living room seats are. Taking a deep breath he tries to get a grip. Here was ...one way of getting started talking to her.]

I'm r-really glad you're here.

[orangemineral]

[ Jasmine nods quietly, stepping inside and sitting down in one of the seats. Self-consciously she smooths out the dress one, two, three times before resting her hands in her lap. She takes a couple of deep breaths herself, trying to calm herself down. So many people told her to not be nervous about this, after all... ]

I-I... [ Nope, that was no good. A blush was coming to her face just thinking about it too much. ] H-how have you been?