Max Paced Back And Forth In Front Of The Theater. Moxee Set Her Up On A Blind Date With Her Roommate.

Max paced back and forth in front of the theater. Moxee set her up on a blind date with her roommate. She was trying to calm herself down. Romeo was so fucking pretty. Would he even like her? God, she had no idea.

Sauntering into the movie theater, he looked around for someone to look at him. His roommate was getting angry at him with all the people he’d bring to their place. She didn’t want Marvel seeing so many different faces leaving the house and not coming back. It would confuse her later in life and she wanted Romeo to get a steady partner. Of course, that would be difficult because of his hypersexuality, but if it would help Moxee and Marvel he was willing to try. So Moxee set him up on a date with one of her friends. Letting out a small breath, he took out his phone to check twitter while he waited for someone to approach him.

WELL, my boyfriend of 5 years and I broke up so I will likely be depressed and not be able to write anything for a week or so. Nice messages would be welcome

-Mun

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WELL, my boyfriend of 5 years and I broke up so I will likely be depressed and not be able to write anything for a week or so. Nice messages would be welcome

-Mun

Looking up from his phone and pocketing it as well, he smiled as he answered, “In the flesh. You must be Max, it’s a pleasure.” He was about to shake her hand when he felt the small tug on his pants leg. “Oh yeah, we also are in charge of this little one tonight. Moxee sent me with a message as well. ‘Sorry for sending Marvel with you guys, but I realized I had an exam tonight. Have fun, hahahahaha, ha.’” A smile rested on his face as he scooped up the five-year-old and rested her on his hip. “So we’re with this booger tonight,” he chuckled while pinching the girl’s cheek. She giggled in response and waved, “Hi Max.”

Max paced back and forth in front of the theater. Moxee set her up on a blind date with her roommate. She was trying to calm herself down. Romeo was so fucking pretty. Would he even like her? God, she had no idea.

Sauntering into the movie theater, he looked around for someone to look at him. His roommate was getting angry at him with all the people he’d bring to their place. She didn’t want Marvel seeing so many different faces leaving the house and not coming back. It would confuse her later in life and she wanted Romeo to get a steady partner. Of course, that would be difficult because of his hypersexuality, but if it would help Moxee and Marvel he was willing to try. So Moxee set him up on a date with one of her friends. Letting out a small breath, he took out his phone to check twitter while he waited for someone to approach him.

“Oh, okay. Sorry, I misunderstood,” the woman said with a wave of her hand. A quiet laugh left her lips as she let her hand drop back down to her side. Of course, no one was shorter than them, they were on the butt-end of the bell curve when it came to height.

Hearing her voice wince like it did, and the unease she saw in her eyes made her feel bad for what she said.

“I’m sorry. I know how you feel on not wanting to remember things, especially regarding situations with men. I should probably stop talking,” she said with a frown forming on her face. She felt bad for the other. Maybe they’ve gone through similar situations.

“huh? oh no no he isn’t shorter than me! he is just much more shorter than men usually are… i guess. he’s pretty self cautious about his height too. though he’s lucky he’s like that. otherwise, i would have never wanted to befriend him.”

she moved her hand to adjust her glasses, then winced hearing her question. there she went again, making people feel bad. she avoided eye contact with the girl, feeling guilty for… absolutely nothing really.

“n-no! not at all! er, i just… those situations make me not too happy i guess… it makes me remember things i prefer not to.”