After giving the guy at the register payment for the movie, you follow your intriguing new friend. You still don't know his name, and though this should bother you, it really doesn't all that much. In fact, you have that familiar itch. The one that tells you that whatever this adventure has in store, it is going to be great fun.
You even let yourself consider that maybe this lad has more things with you in common. Perhaps he likes fisticuffs, though fisticuffs isn't something a person breaks out on a first...erm, what is this thing exactly? It feels strangely like a date, but that can't be right, can it? I mean, he's a guy, and he looks a whole lot like you, and something about it feels slightly narcissistic.
You follow the guy in silence for another block or two, until you stop at a cozy looking brownstone. The guy turns slowly and for a moment you think he's reconsidering the entire thing. Heck, you are kind of considering this whole shindig too. But he just smiles at you, in an endearingly, somewhat goofy way.
"Um, I guess before I invite you into my home, we should probably introduce ourselves. My name is John. John Egbert."
John extends his hand to you. For a moment you forget how to be polite, but you brush it off quickly and add a shiteating grin of your own as you shake his hand vigorously.
"Jake. Jake English. It is a pleasure to meet you, John."
And then he smiles at you again. And you kind of melt.
===>John, take Jake inside and pop that movie in the DVD player.
Re: Jake: answer this intriguing stranger (Fill JOHN<3KARKAT)
You even let yourself consider that maybe this lad has more things with you in common. Perhaps he likes fisticuffs, though fisticuffs isn't something a person breaks out on a first...erm, what is this thing exactly? It feels strangely like a date, but that can't be right, can it? I mean, he's a guy, and he looks a whole lot like you, and something about it feels slightly narcissistic.
You follow the guy in silence for another block or two, until you stop at a cozy looking brownstone. The guy turns slowly and for a moment you think he's reconsidering the entire thing. Heck, you are kind of considering this whole shindig too. But he just smiles at you, in an endearingly, somewhat goofy way.
"Um, I guess before I invite you into my home, we should probably introduce ourselves. My name is John. John Egbert."
John extends his hand to you. For a moment you forget how to be polite, but you brush it off quickly and add a shiteating grin of your own as you shake his hand vigorously.
"Jake. Jake English. It is a pleasure to meet you, John."
And then he smiles at you again. And you kind of melt.
===>John, take Jake inside and pop that movie in the DVD player.