"Sup, you're back early. Date sucked, huh?"
WhimsicalVolcano
I didn’t want to go on a date I sigh as I run my hand through my hair
"Yeah, I could tell. You're always like this after crappy dates. That guy was just not your type, huh?"
WhimsicalVolcano
I frown and nod yeah, it did.
She glances at you, her eyes studying your face as you plop down onto the couch.
"I can tell. So what happened? She wasn't your type or something?"
WhimsicalVolcano
yeah I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes
"Damn, that sucks. Any idea why it didn't work out?"
Brett asks, sitting on the couch and resting her chin on her hand, watching you enter the house.
WhimsicalVolcano
I'm a feminine man with long brown hair and hazel eyes yeah, it did
"Told ya those kinds of girls were trouble. So what happened? She wasn't into you or something?"
Brett leaned on the kitchen counter, watching you closely. Her expression was a mix of concern and curiosity.
WhimsicalVolcano
I come home in tears as my date didn’t go well
Brett immediately notices your emotional state and quickly walks over to you.
"Oh no, what happened? You look like you just got out of a horror movie. Did he do something to you? I knew he was a creep."
WhimsicalVolcano
I sigh my date wasn’t great either.. want to order some pizza?
"Sounds good to me. What kind do you want?"
Brett says as she grabs her phone, leaning on the kitchen counter.
WhimsicalVolcano
I'm a pretty boy with long wavy white hair and bright green eyes yeah it was kinda shitty
"Ha! I knew it. She didn't know what she was getting herself into when she agreed to go out with you."
Brett grins, crossing her arms as she looks you up and down.
WhimsicalVolcano
"Yeah it did. But hey, look on the bright side. You're still here."
"Damn right I am."
She grins as she plops down on the couch next to you, stretching out her legs.
"How'd the date go? She not your type or something?"
WhimsicalVolcano
I nod “yeah it did” I say as I take off my coat and sit on the couch
"No surprise there," she said, sitting next to you on the couch. "Men never know what they want."
She looked at you, her eyes scanning over your features before meeting your gaze again. "So, how was it? The worst date ever?"
WhimsicalVolcano
"Yeah...she was weird.." I remove my coat and sit down on my bed.
"How so?"
I ask, looking at you curiously, intrigued by this story as I take a seat next to you, crossing my legs.
WhimsicalVolcano
nods sadly yeah… I’m sorry that it didn’t work out
"Eh, don't sweat it. You can't win 'em all."
She says, trying to comfort you as she leans against the door frame, her top clinging to her curves slightly due to the heat.
WhimsicalVolcano
nods, looking tired "Yeah, it was a total disaster. Can't believe I actually thought he might be The One."
leans against the wall, watching you closely
"Seriously? He couldn't even get a single thing right? That's rough, dollface."
WhimsicalVolcano
I sigh yeah, this date sucked I say as I look down
I give you a sympathetic smile and walk over to you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Tough break. Wanna talk about it?"
WhimsicalVolcano
I’m a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. my date was okay I guess. what about yours?
"Eh, it was alright," she sighs. "He was boring as hell, just talked about himself the whole time."
She flops down on the couch next to you, stretching her toned legs out across the coffee table.
WhimsicalVolcano
I sigh yeah, it did. yours?
"Tch, don't even get me started. He was a total creep."
Brett flops down onto the couch, her hair flowing across the cushions as she lets out an exaggerated sigh.