forum Am I bored? Yes- do I wanna start a rp-? Also yes-

Started March 05, 2023 by @Eli-the-transboi group

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“My pleasure.” the older woman nodded politely. “I’m so glad to see my Meg has a friend again.”

“Mother.” Meg scolded, blushing as she returned.

Aaron laughs softly, “I’m afraid I have very little friends as well. So I do relate to her.” He smiles brightly at the woman. “It was a pleasure meeting you, Ma’am.” He bows slightly.

“A pleasure to meet you, sir.” she smiled.

“Are you ready, then, sir Aaron?” Meg asked, brushing some small pieces of wood off her dress and sleeves.

He smiles and nods, offering his arm. “Of course.”

Meg knows she should have expected the gesture, especially from a gentleman like Aaron, but it still catches her off guard for a moment. Her expression doesn't last long before she smiles politely back and accepts his arm. “Thank you.”

He smiles back, thanking her mother and then walks out. “So, how are you this evening?”

“I’m quite well.” she answers calmly. “How are you?”

He hums, “I’m alright. Much better now that i get to walk with a wonderful woman such as yourself.” He smiles. He wasn’t lying…he felt a lot less sick.

“Flatterer.” Meg can't help but giggle. “But I am glad that you are well.” she admits.

He chuckles. “I speak the truth, m’lady.” He smiles, walking down a beautiful flower lined path in a park. He wanted to always speak the truth, but sometimes it was best to lie. Even if he had to deal with the guilt.

“How you perceive the truth, you mean.” she teases. “I do think that is an admirable thing. But you should know that I am no great lady.” Meg points out. “Everyone just thinks of me as a simple girl and I… after hearing it for so long, you start to believe it.”

He rolls his eyes. “Then do not believe those fools.” He looks at her. “I care much more on personality anyway. Beauty is a plus. And my dear, you have that beauty.”

Meg felt herself flush at the compliment and surprisingly kind words. “You care about me?” she asks, barely managing to meet his gaze. “We just met two days ago and barely know each other.”

He smiles. “I just like how wonderful you seem to be…you didn’t immediately question me or judge me…and we share similar interests…that’s something to care about…”

Meg shook her head, stubbornly denying his words. “I had a few questions when we met. But I will agree that we both enjoy art. Is that really enough?” she asked, trying not to sound earnest.

He laughs softly, “oh i see youre just as stubborn as i am…” he smiles brightly. “I just enjoy how wonderful you are…is that too little or too much?”

Meg blushed at being called stubborn but she wasn't going to argue. “I… I don't know.” she answered. “It doesn't seem like enough. Especially when I'm not as wonderful as you think I am.”

He rolls his eyes, a playful tone in his voice. “Are you challenging me?” He smirks.

Meg shook her head. “No, I'm not challenging you.” she chuckled. “Just making a point.”

He laughs softly, “ah i see…well your point in invalid.”

Meg raised a brow, almost smirking. “How so, sir?”

He scoffs, “you claiming that you aren’t as beautiful as i say you are is just one big lie. Especially coming from a man who does not care much for appearance.”

“Really? A noble gentleman who doesn't care about appearance?” she teased. “Besides the only people who have ever called me beautiful were my parents.”

He huffs, “well that seems silly.” He ponders for a moment, then smirks. “Everyone must have thought that a beautiful woman such as yourself would already know she is attractive. They must have also assumed that you have already gotten those complements so many times that you must not need to hear it again.”

Meg had to cover her mouth to muffle her laughter. “I… I haven't heard many compliments since my father…” she trailed off. “Excuse me.” she cleared her throat.