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Anonymous Mon 16 Sep 2024 22:05:08 No.69212668 Report

>>69212639
Nerd naomi date! Dating nerd Naomi! Taking her to dinner!

Anonymous Mon 16 Sep 2024 22:46:17 No.69214014 Report

>>69212668

>Seems that Naomi was just as excited about today as I was. Before I even get a few blocks off she's already texting me. The attention sends my soul soaring. The content makes my heart skip a beat.
>An actual dinner date. She's floating the idea of an actual date. Nothing serious, no fancy restaurant but just a session out between the two of us. Some time to enjoy each other's presence.
>I respond back instantly, head swimming. I barely focus as I re-read our back and forth as several times on the way home. Each time the words pass my eyes they send another shock.
>I must have won some sort of cosmic lottery. A girl who not only gives a shit about my hobbies but actively seems to have her own just-as-dorky tendencies. I can barely believe it, refusing to accept reality even after several pinches to the face.
>A creeping sort of worry still sits deep. I'm already beyond the issue with trust, with her showing off who she really is to me. It's the fact that she's turned into some sort of pariah.
>A tinge of somberness hits me as I get closer to home. Empathy for her. I want to be there for her, help offload that awful feeling. One I'm all too familiar with. But how?
>I do what I can but it doesn't solve anything for her. Doesn't make the teasing stop, make Naser and Fang and the whole group of them not wish her the worst. I shake the nasty thoughts out. I'll figure that out later. At the moment I have to think hard about the date.
>Middle of the week, somewhere quiet and quick. I find that my legs have already taken me all the way to my front door.
>Movie? No, I want the focus on just us. Park? Too open. A sudden flash of inspiration hits.
>It just has to be somewhere quiet that we can appreciate each other's company in, right? I'd put good money on there being a small restaurant in little troo' that would fit that bill.
>Sure enough a few minutes of gruugling shows me what I want to see.
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>>69213510
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Anonymous Mon 16 Sep 2024 22:59:03 No.69214346 Report

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>>69214014

>Small, cheap, probably violating a bunch of health regulations. Perfection. I quickly send the address to Naomi, triple-checking they've got options for both her and I.
>I get a response back. A yes. I could just about rip my face in half with my smile.
>The happiness carries me the rest of the afternoon, even rolling all the way into slumber. Before I even know it I'm up and out, ready for Monday and it's ails.
>It's still a painful experience having to tangle with upset gazes, disapproving looks. It's starting to really remind me of Rock Bottom. I clench my jaw and tough it out. I can only imagine how much worse it is for her.
>Fang's painful to deal with. Starting to now make it absolutely clear I've picked the 'wrong' side in this spat. It's starting to get harder to ignore her as she ramps up her shitty attitude.
>I'm cut loose from her right into another infuriating set. Looks like Trish was the mastermind behind that plan as she plays the exact same cards but stronger, more practiced. Offhanded remarks, passive aggressiveness off the charts.
>It even starts to tick me off at the raptor's insistence on trying to be civil. All it does is raise my blood pressure. His refusal to take sides rubbing me raw.
>But the rest of the day is pleasant, extremely so. A pattern I'm falling into. Rough start, heavenly end. Think I'm starting to find my balance.
>Tuesday is a repetition and also happens to be the day of the date. I take my morning beatings but am able to slide them off as it's full date time.
>We decide to meet there. I have to triple-time it home to make sure I'm presentable and on-time. I chuckle thinking that she's got me even exercising for her, the seductress.
>I show up, slightly fancier than normal. A clean and barely wrinkled outfit. A right step up. She's in a casual set herself, no school outfit here.
cont.

Anonymous Mon 16 Sep 2024 23:14:11 No.69214779 Report

Quoted By: >>69215294

>>69214346
>Big gray sweater and long trousers, loosely fitting. She beams at me behind her glasses as I join her.
>The place turns out to have been a pretty great pick, dark and very quiet. Almost empty besides us. Some sort of Asian food place I think.
>We're seated and the conversation turns to the place itself.
>Naomi takes the place in, moving her head around to peek at the decor as she speaks. "Never been to a place like this."
>Huh. "Really? I thought Naser'd take you out somewhere at least a few times." I bite my tongue, realizing I've probably touched a sore spot.
>She shakes no, "Well yeah but super fancy places. Places where everything is white and polished."
>She smiles as she looks back. "Thanks for this."
>I can't help but match her as we check the menu. Some sort of noodle dish for her and a soup for me. As I finish deciding on my order I focus fully on the little booth we're sitting in. Deep corner of the place with some sort of sign in a language I don't speak hanging above.
>A waiter comes up. Disheveled and very likely underpaid, thick accent.
>"You ready to order?"
>We nod and get the food order placed as he huffs, moving away. Service and a smile, huh.
>I look over to see Naomi just flooded with happiness. I blink a few times in surprise.
>She clues me in, "Did you see that guy? Oh my god he HATES it here!" I chuckle as she peeks around me, looking at him from behind.
>"Really?" Through laughs I question her.
>"It's so...real! Nothing plastic or manufactured." I watch her just gleam in the moment. It's bittersweet to watch her so excited at the simple prospect of a waiter that's not paid enough to be fake.
>We move right back into gentle dialogue about life. More plans for nightly calls, just really nerding out. It's a warm blanket of a conversation.
>Food arrives, unceremoniously and without much panache but the taste is amazing.
>Extremely seasoned and almost too spicy. Meat and vegetables deeply stewed in broth.
cont.

Anonymous Mon 16 Sep 2024 23:31:49 No.69215294 Report

Quoted By: >>69215430

>>69214779

>I notice Naomi's focusing on her meal just as I am. A testament to it if any I'd ever seen.
>By the time we're finished I feel a deep regret on dish choice. I'll be paying for this later.
>A deep sigh resonates from Naomi as well as we cool down, entering a lull. A bit of a sparkle flits into her eyes as she looks at me.
>Deftly, slowly, she takes a seat next to me. She scoots over on our now shared booth and wraps a hand into mine. Her claws resting gently and comfortably on the back of my hand.
>She look down and even seems a bit introspective. Her voice is a bit weak.
>"I'm sorry you have to deal with Naser and his...sibling because of me." I squeeze her hand in solidarity. She leans up to smile, strained, and look at me as I speak to dispel that awful notion.
>"It's not your fault. I'm sorry they can't be nice."
>She tucks her head into my neck as I feel the gentle buzz of compassion. We hold the pose for as long as we can, just gently embracing as we let the mood mellow.
>The waiter appears to drop off the bill and makes it a point to gag at our affection. It kicks up another fit of shared laughter between the two of us. Before I can motion for Naomi to slide aside, give me room to rise and lead us to pay she finds the mood apt to bring in for a kiss.
>I gratefully accept, lips meeting once more as we do. Sparks and lightning. Just the merest touch of our faces overwhelms my thoughts. The outside world ceases to exist for that magical moment.
>She pulls back, then back in. Another, longer and deeper. I find we've left the realm of kissing. We're making out. Fully engrossed as I find my arm around her waist, one of her hands on the back of my head.
>As we finally have to come up for air I meet her eyes, out of focus and deeply passionate.
>Unfortunately for me I still happen to be Anon Y. Mous and cannot stop the cringe that exits my mouth.
>"...did your dinner have radish in it?"
cont, one more.

Anonymous Mon 16 Sep 2024 23:36:03 No.69215430 Report

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>>69215294

>I shut my eyes fiercely. Son of a-
>She snorts. A laugh so fierce it honks her sinuses. I open my eyes to see her almost keeled over in laughter.
>Hand on my chest as she has to wipe tears form her eyes from it. To my surprise she answers.
>"Yup. And unless I'm mistaken yours had ginseng in it." My turn to laugh. We snort and huff, chuckling and living it up. I can't help but want nothing more than to stay like this forever.

Fin, gotta call it here. Will hopefully have more time tomorrow. Fun as always /snoot/.