You flash back to all the TOTALLY HOT MAKEOUTS you've had with your beauties sexy blue lady posters. You absolutely know how to do this, and will not at all make a fool of yourself, no sir-ee!
You decide to start out by tenderly placing a hand to Dirk's cheek.
Which hand is your dominant hand again? You guess it doesn't matter. You raise both your hands. That'll do!
You try to tenderly place them as you envision. Unfortunately, your aim has gone a little funny what with all the alcohol! You hit his ears instead. Good enough. You grip his ears tenderly. Why is he looking at you like that?
He's probably just overcome with love. Oh gosh, you are overcome with love too. It creates a sort of warm glowy feeling in your heart, which rays outward from there and fills every cubic inch of you. Gosh you are so happy and giddy right now. You laugh in what is probably a suave way except for that it sounds a little unsteady, sway forward, and plant a smoldering kiss to his chin.
You are the seductive panache-and-swagger-y gent. It's you.
Dirk has been taking all of this in stride (haha! It's funny because his name is STRIDER, golly, you've really got to tell him that one once your lips are disconnected from his chin), but he gently pries you off of him and looks into your eyes. A twinge of worry rises somewhere in the pit of your stomach.
Unfortunately, another feeling rises in your stomach too...
> Jake: Make up your drunken mind. (FILL: TEAM JOHN<3ROSE)
beautiessexy blue lady posters. You absolutely know how to do this, and will not at all make a fool of yourself, no sir-ee!You decide to start out by tenderly placing a hand to Dirk's cheek.
Which hand is your dominant hand again? You guess it doesn't matter. You raise both your hands. That'll do!
You try to tenderly place them as you envision. Unfortunately, your aim has gone a little funny what with all the alcohol! You hit his ears instead. Good enough. You grip his ears tenderly. Why is he looking at you like that?
He's probably just overcome with love. Oh gosh, you are overcome with love too. It creates a sort of warm glowy feeling in your heart, which rays outward from there and fills every cubic inch of you. Gosh you are so happy and giddy right now. You laugh in what is probably a suave way except for that it sounds a little unsteady, sway forward, and plant a smoldering kiss to his chin.
You are the seductive panache-and-swagger-y gent. It's you.
Dirk has been taking all of this in stride (haha! It's funny because his name is STRIDER, golly, you've really got to tell him that one once your lips are disconnected from his chin), but he gently pries you off of him and looks into your eyes. A twinge of worry rises somewhere in the pit of your stomach.
Unfortunately, another feeling rises in your stomach too...
> Dirk: Uh oh.