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(Inspired by this dialogue: Can I tell you something a bit pathetic? Promise not to laugh? I've been hoping for rain so I could offer to share my umbrella with you. But since the clouds won't cooperate, how about a parasol?)
“How about it.?” He smiled, his face relaxing as he extended his hand. You took it, and smiled at him.
“Well, I would be honored!”
You say, beaming. You could see a slight flush creep into his weary face with the response.
“Great..! To be honest, I wasn’t expecting you to say yes..!”
He says, his eyes glued down at his polished dress shoes. You gaze at him, your line of sight finding his as you take his hand.
“Oh.? And why would that be..?”
He flexes his wings nervously, seeming to try and hide his pale pink face.
“You know why..! “
He sputters out, exasperated.
“Because you’re, like, half owl..?”
You question, raising an eyebrow at his response.
“Well, that also, but also because it is a romantic gesture, so.. you get the point..?”
“Oh, that? Didn’t I already agree to go out with you..?”
You let out a giggle.
“Right..! I remembered that..!”
“Yeah, sure….”