Dom sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Down the hall, to the right, straight on till the big sign that says Block G, then left until you get to Room 8."
"That's enough convicting evidence for me. I'll be taking those now."
Dom deftly took the bag from behind Primeval, and threw it away.
"You're in Block G, room 8. Your treatment is there already."
Dom appears in front of Primeval Chaos.
"Those aren't spiked, right?"
He extends his hand for a handshake with Primeval.
"I'm Dom, an avatar of the head supervisor of this facility."
That's... actually a really good idea. Thank you. The option to tell her, and then give her some space before either bringing it up myself again, or waiting for her to bring it up, is absolutely a lifesaver. I can't believe I hadn't thought of that.
Thank you
Also I completely relate to your rank title lmao.
I know it's all part of the journey, and that awkwardness is unavoidable. And thanks for the advice, I'm honestly never not thinking about how that interaction is gonna go.
But another point, is that what if it scares her away? What then?
I know I keep just talking about this, and I should probably stop, I'm sorry.
Not a haiku, but more freestyle. Hope that's ok.
Love
Love is wanting to spend forever, together.
Love is wanting everything, forever, together.
Love is wanting happiness, forever, together.
Love is wanting them, forever, together.
Poem
I am quite literally speechless. YOU'RE SO FREAKING NICE MORNINGTIDE OH MY GOOOOOOOOSH. GO WRITE THE THING YES AND THEN I'LL READ IT AND IT'LL BE COOL TOO :DDDDD