[ Her response - or, okay, more her body language - is met with a blank look. Look, if she doesn't want to, he won't be offended. He might've become suddenly quite taken with the idea, but it's okay, he doesn't want to make it weird, they can be arcade buddies only -
Is she blushing?
...And then it dawns on him, as he replays his invitation back over in his mind. Wow, that. That probably sounded a lot like he was asking her out, didn't it?
...Was he asking her out? That's not immediately how he'd thought of it, but - she'd said yes, and -
He opens his mouth, but no words come out, and of course, that happens to be when the receptionist at the desk calls out "Next!"
Numbly, he stumbles towards the front desk, looking all too flushed for reasons that have nothing to do with his injury. ]
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Is she blushing?
...And then it dawns on him, as he replays his invitation back over in his mind. Wow, that. That probably sounded a lot like he was asking her out, didn't it?
...Was he asking her out? That's not immediately how he'd thought of it, but - she'd said yes, and -
He opens his mouth, but no words come out, and of course, that happens to be when the receptionist at the desk calls out "Next!"
Numbly, he stumbles towards the front desk, looking all too flushed for reasons that have nothing to do with his injury. ]