Jonothon, for his part, looked as though his hair hadn't seen a brush or a dollop of gel all day. Which was about the full extent of the preening that he was able to do anymore, and so it was possibly about as obvious as her lack of makeup. The random little duck-tails here and there probably didn't help.
He gave her a small nod, and something that could almost be an attempt at a returned smile.
//Evening, luv.// Here was where he commenced being awkward and stupid until he could kick himself in the arse to make words that meant something. //How's yer day been?//
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Date: 2009-11-03 01:10 am (UTC)He gave her a small nod, and something that could almost be an attempt at a returned smile.
//Evening, luv.// Here was where he commenced being awkward and stupid until he could kick himself in the arse to make words that meant something. //How's yer day been?//
Stupid question.