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Started December 13, 2018 by Deleted user

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M glanced up at her and nodded. “Thank you. I’ll take that into consideration.”

"That sounded very formal," Alison chuckled softly. "Sometimes, I feel like our conversations end up being a bit more formal than normal couples'."

M smiled a bit and set his head down. “Y-yeah. I guess.”

"But I don't mind it… It's just how we are," Alison said softly, closing her eyes as she curled into him.

“You are not not bold, my good man.” She laughed softly, setting down her second cup.

"Oh I'm not?" Jericho asked, cup half raised to his lips as he looked over at Graci with an eyebrow cocked.

M half-closed his eyes, sighing and slowly relaxing. “It is, isn’t it?”

Graci chuckled. “No. You are. The nots cancel each other out,” She pointed out smartly.

Jericho brought his glass all the way to his lips, smiling at his misunderstanding. "Ahhh. I was going to say, asking out a lady after just meeting her is quite bold."

Graci chuckled softly, crossing her fingers together. “And you don’t even know what her magic is,” She pointed out, smiling widely. Her teeth, sharp and white glistened in the light.

"My mother taught me never to ask a lady about her magic." Jericho kept smiling, he was being charming as hell, but he had no intention of stopping.

“Your mother was a very traditional woman.” She looked impressed. “I like that.” She nodded. Perhaps she’d be treated even better than what she expected.

"She'd love to hear you say that. My mother is an ancient woman and is proud as hell of it. She says that someone has to keep the old ways." Jericho chuckled quietly to himself, thinking of home. He'd ought to go see his family soon, they're probably missing him.

M half-closed his eyes, sighing and slowly relaxing. “It is, isn’t it?”

"Mmhm… It is," Alison agreed softly, cuddling close to him.

Graci half-closed her eyes, smiling just a bit wider. “Your family sounds wonderful. Certainly a good family to grow up with.” She opened her eyes, leaning back in thr seat.
“Did it have any impact with your job?” She asked this mainly out of curiosity.

(Skip?)

(Um… Idk…
Were you not talking to me? Sorry, I was just bored…
Also, I'm going to be driving to ND for 8+ hours, so I probably won't be on for that time. Unless I get my phone back… Which isn't very likely…)

(Oh yes, I am talking to you. Okay ;u;

Have a good trip!)

(Oh, lol. Okay.
Thanks!
Maybe they could go get shirts for M?)

(Np!
And sure, that sounds good.)

(Guess who's finally back!!!
… Did you want me to start…?)

(Yaaaaaaaaay!
Please.)

(Lol. I got so bored the last two hours… It was too dark to read…)

"What colors do you want, M?" Alison asked as she looked through shirts. They would pick out the colors and styles they liked best before getting him sized and the shirts fitted.

M had his arms crossed into a suit jacket he had found in his closet. He had also hand-picked a tie.
“Do we really have to get them hand-fitted?” He asked, his mind on other worries than color and style.

Alison turned to raise her eyebrows at him. "How else were they going to get fitted? Robots? Not me, for sure. You know I can't sew to save my life."

M shifted around on his heels, looking around worriedly. “I um… I don’t know.” He sighed. He just didn’t want some stranger’s hands on his body. No, sir, he didn’t like that at all.

"… I suppose I could take your measurements myself, if you wanted…" Alison suggested, her eyes looking over him questioningly.

M glanced up at her. “No, it’s okay. I can get it hand-fitted. I don’t want you to be unsure.”

"Are you sure? I think I could do the measurements correctly. It's the whole sewing part that I can't do," Alison said with a light chuckle. She didn't want to make him do something he didn't want to do…

(Wow, autocorrect almost made that a very interesting sentence…)

(Oh my god elaborate)

M looked down himself then back at her. “If you’re sure you want to. I wouldn’t mind, you’re not a stranger, after all.” He shrugged. “We can just bring the measurements here so they can sew it.”

(cough
Well… It changed something to someone…)

Alison smiled softly. "We can do that. Do you want it finish up looking for styles and colors first, though? Or should we do that when we come back?"