Anonymous Wed 21 Aug 2024 06:37:36 No.68448997 Report

Quoted By: >>68449216 >>68450012

>>68448960
Imagine a date going wrong and Judee just writes a fic dissing him.

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Anonymous Wed 21 Aug 2024 06:55:53 No.68449265 Report

Quoted By: >>68450112

>>68449216
Awwwwwww.
What would a good date look like, if you wouldn't mind.

Anonymous Wed 21 Aug 2024 08:11:34 No.68450112 Report

Quoted By: >>68450125

>>68449265
>"The very good, incredibly sweet, absolutely terrific date - by Yarnball"
>We arrived to our reservation to Moe's early. Anon even knew the owner.
>Anon said I could order anything I wanted off the menu. For myself and for äiti.
>I only now notice the bandages on Anon's hands. He's worked himself ragged to afford this night. And he was making it clear it wasn't just for me but for äiti as well.
>I try not to tear up and do as Anon suggests. Four plates and two pizzas. Only one of those plates would be eaten by me tonight.
>They're big. Too big for me and my appetite. But it was ideal and made bringing it home all that much better.
>Anon spoke often to me while there. He tried helping me open up a little since I was still so flustered about dating.
>I struggled at first but then opened up when we started talking about sewing.
>Before long I was too full and there was still so much left. We packaged it up and Anon paid for the meal.
>The walk home was nice. So, so nice. And pretty. I never went outside of home after dark because I never had a reason to.
>Seeing it now, the version of the city I kept myself from experiencing, made me want to see it even more like this.
>Anon must've noticed me getting lost in the sights since he offered to detour us through a park together. I was usually shy when I said yes. Not this time.
>We found a spot beneath a tree and sat down for a moment, just enough to properly enjoy Volcaldera at night.
>Crickets were chirping. The sky above was littered with stars. I press against Anon and lean into his warmth.
>What did I do to deserve a night like this? I like to make puppets. I like to sew. I like making silly voices. I'm... just Judee.
>Anon's hand comes to mine. I look at him in surprise. He's smiling. I must have mumbled.
>"That's all you need to be," he says. Our fingers interlock. I smile back.
>I'm Judee... and that's all I'll ever need to be.
>Final Verdict: I'd like to go out again soon...