You're punctual. I like that. She smirks, taking a slow sip from a cup of black coffee.
the guy smiles as he sits down, heh thanks for letting me know who you were. You look… quite different than your pictures. You’re actually…. better looking he laughs, making everyone in the cafe turn their attention to them
Well, aren't you just full of charm. She rolls her eyes, leaning back in her chair. Thank you for the compliment, but I assure you, my looks are not the reason you're here. So, shall we get down to business or continue exchanging pleasantries?
well then, we’ve already been over it, you like me, i like you, we’re both single, no children, we don’t have any siblings, so what more is there to discuss?
Are you always this... straightforward? She raises an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly. I must admit, it's refreshing to meet someone who knows what they want. But let's not rush things. There's more to a relationship than just compatibility. How do you handle conflict?
…conflict? He asks, seeming confused
Ever had a disagreement with someone? You know, a real argument where both sides have valid points and neither one wants to give in?
hmmm… nope, never had one of those before, i always give into what ever the girl wants he says nonchalantly, almost as if he was making fun of himself
Oh, how convenient. Always giving in, huh? She smirks, leaning even closer. Tell me, do you always get what you want in life?
eh mostly. I’m a pretty likable guy, people seem to bend over backwards to help me out he shrugs
Mostly, huh? Well, I suppose that's good enough for now. She leans back in her chair, crossing her arms. Let's just say I like a challenge.
challenge huh, you mean like fighting?
No, not fighting. A challenge in the sense that I enjoy a good mental duel. A test of wits, if you will. She smirks, raising an eyebrow.
ohhh i see, a debate then?
If you'd like to put it that way. She takes another sip of her coffee, savoring the flavor. But don't worry, I won't go easy on you. Are you ready for a little game of cat and mouse?
oh come on, don’t start that. thats so cliche he smirks
Cliché or not, it's the game I choose. And trust me, I'm far from ordinary. So, are you up for it or are you going to back down like the rest?
i’ll take you up on that challenge, i don’t back down from anyone.
We'll see about that. She smirks, tapping her finger against her chin. Let's start with a simple question. What's your deepest desire?
Why not? She raises an eyebrow, leaning forward. I want to get to know you, Microve. Your deepest desire says a lot about who you really are. So, spill the beans.
i wish to find the girl who is best suited for me, and spend the rest of my days with her he says smiling
That's sweet. But words can be deceiving. She raises an eyebrow, studying him intently. How do I know you're not just saying that to impress me?
because, my friend recognizes my partner when she sees her he says with a smile as he pulls out his phone and shows her pictures of them together
She glances at the pictures, her eyes narrowing as she studies them intently. Hmmm... These photos certainly paint an interesting picture. But appearances can be deceiving, Microve. Actions speak louder than words. Show me that you're more than just talk.
how would you like me to do that?
Smirking, she leans in close to Microve, whispering in his ear. How about a little wager?
She pulls back, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I propose a challenge. If you can make me laugh within the next five minutes, I'll admit that you're more than just talk. But if you fail, you owe me a favor. Deal?
hmm…. Sure, why not, sounds easy enough
Very well. Prepare yourself, Microve. I hope you're ready to be outwitted. She crosses her arms, a confident smirk playing on her lips.
sure thing he waits for a moment before laughing as she realizes that he has managed to make her laugh, even if it was just a small giggle
Her eyes widen in surprise, a rare smile forming on her lips. Well, color me impressed. You managed to make me laugh after all. It seems you're more than just talk, Microve. Congratulations, you've won this round.
Not quite yet. You may have won this round, but the game is far from over. She smirks, leaning back in her chair. Now it's my turn.
Prepare yourself, Microve. It's time for me to show you just how cunning I can be. She leans forward, her eyes glinting with mischief.
Oh, we're just getting started, Microve. Trust me, you haven't seen anything yet.
wha- what else can you do?
What else can I do? Let me show you, Microve. She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a low whisper. I can make your enemies tremble with fear.