PC: CALEB

[headmt]

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W3 - WEDNESDAY

[headmt]

Have you done this task or whatnot yet?

[katzepaw]

Not yet. You?

[headmt]

Well. Go on then. What's your ideal date, Mr. Caleb.

[katzepaw]

[He's already embarrassed by this. Responding a little slowly.]

I suppose of the given answers, I identify most with wanting the company. It has been a long time since I have taken anyone on a date and I suspect I would not be good at the excessive romance. I suppose most of all I would want to organize something the other will enjoy, whereas I will be happy just to see them enjoy it.

And you?

[headmt]

[That is? Such a cute answer?]

Haven't got a clue! Never even been on a date. Not like I stuck around town long enough anywhere to decide to go sit down over candles with someone. Not seeing myself being very much about the flowers and drama thing either, seems like a lot of noise for stating the obvious.

[katzepaw]

This surprises me. I would have thought flowers, drama, and a lot of noise would be perfect for you.

[headmt]

Not saying I'm opposed! Just seems like the sort of thing you let happen naturally. Flowers are more fun when you don't remember where you got them. Make a lot of noise along the way. Does that make sense?

[katzepaw]

It does, but I think I am the sort to obsess over details. Still, in this place, there is no way I could do anything I would feel satisfied with, and I would feel silly imposing my planning on someone.

So perhaps your way is better.

[headmt]

If I've learned anything hanging around you lot, it's that plans go pearshaped real quick.

Don't think there's anything you'd be satisfied with? Nothing at all?

[katzepaw]

I don't mean it as though I am difficult to please. I only would feel self-conscious if I thought my own efforts were subpar.

[headmt]

Fair enough, fair enough.

'Course my problem here is the task is to plan it, and I'm saying that not planning it is my plan. Not sure it's going to count unless I actually just do it.

[katzepaw]

[This is actually very cute. But. . . ]

I'm sure there are a lot of people who still need it fulfilled who wouldn't say no to you.

[He lets that shitty response sit for about ten seconds before he regrets it, and adds - ]

Do you really want to spend more time with me this week? Every time I seem to only cause you to experience something painful.

[headmt]

[sadly he's amused by this shitty response at first, but the second part gives him pause.]

It's hardly you doing it. Not about to let this place take my time from me with a few shitty memories.

[katzepaw]

You tried to ignore me for a day for a single voucher, so this is a hard pill to swallow.

But okay. Do you want to go on a date?

[headmt]

Yeah, tried! And failed spectacularly about an hour in. So thanks for that.

[he totally forgets to answer the question in the whole fussing about the cold shoulder voucher problem]

[headmt]

[Then like five minutes later]

Oh right yeah that's what I was asking you. So the answer is yeah?

[katzepaw]

[GOD.]

Yes. Okay.

[headmt]

[This is the first bit of the Mollymauk Date experience: he immediately starts fucking with you for giggles.]

In a concession to your so-called planning, I'll pick you up at Fall Dorm. Five minutes.

[katzepaw]

Five minutes? Oh, boy. Okay.

[headmt]

[Five minutes!!!!! Anyway, he's waiting down outside of Fall Dorm in like. Three minutes. Pacing in a little circle. Wow, almost like someone has absolutely no patience, Caleb couldn't even finish his long rest ....... ]

[katzepaw]

[Wow. Well. He doesn't really have anything to do; he's not exactly going to change into a nice outfit. This is a task date, and also, he doesn't have one. Just coming downstairs, bundled up in his coat and scarf.]

. . . Hello. All right, let's go.

[headmt]

[Molly has given into the weather slightly in that he's layered another long, dark coat under his bright, shiny one and added gloves, a loose scarf. Just something to layer up a little bit so he doesn't fucking die, but he's still refused to cover his tits, they're fine.

With a quick flourish, he sleight of hands a little origami kitty cat, holding it out to him.]

For you.

[Acting as if he hasn't been carrying this in his pocket for like. Two weeks now.]

[katzepaw]

Ah -

[He's a little surprised, and then laughs a little. It's just a small little thing, but the idea of being presented with a cute little gift on a date hits differently than if he had presented it to him any other time.

Taking it, though.]

Thank you. Well, I do not have a gift for you, but I do have an idea.

[headmt]

[Um, cute? He'd half expected this to get an eyeroll, but he is trying to be charming here. For the task? For the task. Clapping his hands together at idea though.]

I love ideas. Idea is as good as a gift. Do share.

[katzepaw]

Well, follow me, please.

[Taking him lightly by the coat sleeve on his upper arm, guiding him across the campus in the direction of the new area.]