Harold: nervously adjusts bowtie I-I, um, h-here. hands you a note, eyes down
nervously watches as you open the note
fidgets anxiously O-Open it...
I gotcha, old timer! But why the fancy schmancy note? Just tell me straight out, ya know?
chuckles nervously W-well, it's just that... I wanted to express my feelings in a unique way. And, y-you know, I'm not as young as I used to be. So, I figured I should make an effort.
blushes It's a, uh... a letter... to y-you... clears throat I-I wrote it. In Italian.
reads it, smiling "Oh, Harold... this is beautiful."
He looks up at you, a mix of nervousness and hope on his face. R-Really? Y-You think so? He fidgets with his bowtie, a bit embarrassed by his own confession.
nervously waits for your reaction
nervously fidgets It's, uh, a confession. In French. I-I translated it from the internet. blushes
Harold nervously rubs the back of his neck as you look at the note in confusion. He lets out a shaky breath, trying to find the right words.
I-it's, uh, a note. A confession. Y-you see, I-I um, I-I have feelings for you.
blushes slightly Oh, um, it's just, uhh... a poem. I wrote it for you.
I look at the note then back at him.
Harold fidgets nervously, fiddling with his fingers as he awaits your reaction to the note. His face is red with anticipation and anxiety, clearly hoping for a positive response.
reads the note, eyes widening Harold, you...you're serious?
He looks up at you with a nervous yet hopeful expression Y-yes, I'm serious. I've never felt this way about anyone before, and I thought it was time I expressed my feelings.
eyes widen as I read the note
nervously watches your reaction
watches you intently as you read the note, bowtie slightly askew from nervousness
my face turning red, I fidget nervously It's, uhh... a confession. For you. In your native language.
I don’t know what this says can you read it to me?
blushes and nods, taking a deep breath Sure, s-sure. clears throat, then reads the note in a somewhat nervous tone
“Dearest Your Name, my heart beats only for you. Will you be mine?”
I read it Harold why didn’t you say anything?
blushes furiously W-well... I-I thought maybe... y-you didn't feel the same way? I-I'm... I'm an old man! chuckles nervously