[Honestly, Beat didn't know what to expect. He knew he liked her, and that she liked him, so he figured he should shoot his shot. And if she said no, he'd figure out how to be okay with it too. Thankfully, he doesn't even need to entertain that thought because once she says yes, a smile splits across his face.]
Yeah? Yeah, for real?
[And suddenly he's up on his feet, leaning against the table, excited and giddy and just barely containing himself at this point. He'd felt his stomach in knots only a few moments ago, but that has since gone away, and he feels light on his feet.
There's a boyish charm to his smile and glee, an excitable energy emanating from him, despite the smeared sauce across his face. But wait a second, what could they even do? Suddenly his brain is going a mile a minute.]
Oh man, whatchu wanna do, Shorty? We still got that show a' yours to watch. Or do you wanna go out or somethin'? No place crowded though if tha's whatchu want.
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Yeah? Yeah, for real?
[And suddenly he's up on his feet, leaning against the table, excited and giddy and just barely containing himself at this point. He'd felt his stomach in knots only a few moments ago, but that has since gone away, and he feels light on his feet.
There's a boyish charm to his smile and glee, an excitable energy emanating from him, despite the smeared sauce across his face. But wait a second, what could they even do? Suddenly his brain is going a mile a minute.]
Oh man, whatchu wanna do, Shorty? We still got that show a' yours to watch. Or do you wanna go out or somethin'? No place crowded though if tha's whatchu want.