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Should check and make sure he doesn't have plans, but–well, it's a. A date? Then?

Absolutely! and... hm. Want to subtly try to see if it is?

...I mean, I figured I'd just ask him if he'd like to spend the day with both of us tomorrow.

Is that too subtle...?

No that's fine. But see if you can't come over a little earlier. Remember~ we should find something fun for the both of us to wear.

[ ///////// ]

...oh.

Well. That. That works.

I guess also then we could... make breakfast and say that he should meet us there.

Let’s say it’s for breakfast, but we probably shouldn’t cook anything til after since it’s just gonna get cold. And breakfast is thankfully a simple enough meal, so even, ah, *tired* we should still be able to manage.

...that or we could just order breakfast, I guess. If we're feeling lazy.

Honestly... that sounds like it might be our best option. [ going to get up from the lake shore and skip the rock she’s got in hand. ]

[ she bends down to look for a rock, too—something more or less round and smooth enough to be ideal. ]

I guess so.

...I think maybe we should give him a little warning, though.

How about saying we have a sexy surprise for him? [ skips the rock to perfection. ] Maybe he’ll end up on the same page before he arrives and if not~ surprise!

[ local woman imagines herself typing the words "sexy surprise" and has a brief BSOD ]

..........something like that. I guess.

I know he's kind of worried about not really knowing if he wants things and wants to push himself a little out of his comfort zone, but I also want to make sure he has an out, you know? Just in case.

[ l o l
POOR SHRIKE. ]

Do you want me to text him?

And, sure, I don't want to make him uncomfortable either.

Sssssorry, I'm just... nervous.

I can text him right now if you like. We can do it together.

S-sure, that sounds. Good.

[ she takes out her phone and shoots nero a text, showing it to shrike shortly after she's sent it. ]

[ wheeze

well, time to wait... ]

In the meantime do you want to go to the mall and see if we can't find some new clothes?

Ohh, er—yyyyeah, we definitely... we definitely could. That—that sounds fun?

[ she calls out her aibou, and it's a dragon-viper-bee, and she grabs shrike's wrist and after she climbs aboard she tries to tug her onto it too. ]

I can get us there in no time at all!

Oh, well—sure, then!

[ she climbs up, and sits, gingerly. she is ok at riding but this is... new. ]

[ this is going to be one heck of a different kind of ride. the serpent lets out a trill as it hurries off to the mall, flying at a reasonable pace. ]

[ weirdly it actually bothers her less to be on a living creature as vehicle, although she seems like she's trying to figure out if she should be sitting astride or sidesaddle or what the whole time ]

That was—phew. That really is faster?

[ it's kind of awkward, because snakething, but it's a lot faster, because she doesn't have to follow the roads and can, instead, just fly right over everything. ]

Isn't he the best? [ she strokes his head and that results in another cute little trill. ]

Well done, friend.

[ she sort of... pats him like she would a horse.

close enough. ]

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