forum May I Have This Dance? O/O (CLOSED)

Started January 02, 2019 by Deleted user

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"That's kinda heavy," she said, sitting down beside him and propping her ankle up on her opposite knee to rotate it. "How about we move off the topic of dropping me."

"Fair enough," Peter hummed. "Wanna get lunch after this?" As they usually did. Peter never thought twice about it.

"Of course," she replied with a smile. "Why do you even still ask?"

He shrugged a little, looking up, "Well, one day you might be busy," Peter spoke– it was kind of cute, in an innocent way, how he took literally every possibility into consideration when it came to her.

"I don't think I ever will," she remarked, shooting him a playful wink.

"Well," he smiled widely, "What if you have a doctor's appointment one day? It would be silly of me to keep you from a checkup!"

oH can I add to his bio that he's in college to be a children's doctor?)

(Sure!)

She laughed lightheartedly. "Right."

He stood up and stretched, "Ready for run two? We've got an hour left– oh, I've got this great bakery we can go to!" The bakery he's texted her about probably six times already and forgot he told her. Medical school sucked the common sense, sleep, and memory out of poor Peter.

"So you've mentioned," she teased. "And yes, I'm ready for run two."

He extended his hand to her.

She took it and let him pull her to her feet.

Skip to lunch?)

(Sure!)

Violet tugged out her ponytail and shook her hair out. "Ready to go to this famed bakery?"

"Absolutely," Peter replied. He kept his black hair pulled back, "It's close enough to walk to,"

"Alrighty! Lead on, partner!" she said, grabbing her bag and phone before smiling at him and motioning towards the door.

He headed outside with her, squinting against the reflection of the sun on the city windows. "I.. need sunglasses," Peter mumbled.

She fished in her bag and pulled some out to hand to him. "Then it would do you good to stop forgetting these."

He half laughed a little, settling them on his bumped nose, "Oops."

She rolled her eyes, but her lips were smiling. "Yeah, oops."

"Hah! What'll I do without you?" Peter laughed, moving past people, making sure she didn't get lost in the crowd.

She laughed too. "I'm not sure."

"I'll be a hot mess," Peter replied cordially.

"Well, that's true," she agreed lightheartedly. "So what's the name of this bakery?"

"Mara's," Peter replied. "It's owned by this nice old lady. She calls me Pete." He laughed jovially.