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[withmeinparadise]

confused maybe. let's say confused.
hell if i know what there is to be mad about.

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hypothetically, do i still like this person and would i consider going out with them?

[withmeinparadise]

eh, you aren't really the dating type. hypothetically.

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so i'm hypothetically only looking for something casual

[withmeinparadise]

sounds like it.

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well, there's casual dating. dating isn't always a lock-it-in formal thing.

but if i were only interested in something casual, i'd just say so up front
or say so and also say i'd like to go on this date, because i might actually enjoy myself
and if i don't, then it is what it is.

[withmeinparadise]

eh, might work.
you know. if it ever comes up.

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right. hypothetically.

i'd just be up front. it sucks but at least then i'm not guessing, you know?

[withmeinparadise]

[ which is all fair and right about when sam falls asleep. and then he wakes up again, looks at That Message again, and all the ask if this is something casual or not goes out the window. ]

if anyone asks, you don't know anything about this.

[ but. ]

you ever wanted to be steve martin in roxanne?

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yep, got it

[ But. ]

you mean by being really good with words when it comes to romance? yeah all the time

[withmeinparadise]

[ ugh. okay. okay. ughhhhhhhhhhh. sam drake, forcing himself to talk directly about The Situation. ]

by telling me what the hell i say to this

[ cue screenshot of...you know. that. ]

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oh








wow

[withmeinparadise]

yeah.

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[ This is so beyond the realm of hypotheticals now. Part of him also has a kind of kneejerk isn't she kinda young for you? reaction, but Nate keeps that one in check. Something something adults, adult choices. ]

well, she seems sincere? a little confused and a lot nervous. though i get why you probably had an aneurysm. when did she send this?

[withmeinparadise]

last night.

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DUDE

[withmeinparadise]

WHAT

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you should probably reply
if there's one thing i know about this stuff it's that radio silence is bad news

[withmeinparadise]

yeah i know. they got a name for it now, it's called ghosting.

[ thanks, ian. ]

nathan i have read this thing a dozen times and i still don't know what she wants

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okay stop thinking about the great wall of text for a second
what do YOU want?

[withmeinparadise]

same thing i always wanted. screw around a little, see what happens.

[ that's not, you know, completely it, but he doesn't really have an idea of what to do about everything in there that isn't just lust. they don't actually have to talk about that part, right? they can just ignore it. ]

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yeah, got it, so here's where i'm confused
it kind of sounds like she also wants to see what happens
so which part is tripping you up? the part where it's couched in a date? because don't you guys already hang out and eat together sometimes and whatever the hell else?

if the only difference is the label just say so

[withmeinparadise]

[ it's a typing-and-stop-typing, start-again-and-stop kind of pause. ]

might be the label

[ maybe? this conversation is taking years off his life. ]

she wants it to be a date, doesn't want to sleep with friends, that's
look, someone tells you they don't want something intense and it takes them that many words, they're probably lying to themselves

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then why are you talking to me, sam?
sounds like you've already talked yourself into a corner
or into being a little bitch

[ Does he use this language often, if ever? No. Is it effective on people like this brother? Almost always.

[withmeinparadise]

[ quite a bit later, while someone's on the way to a pretty girl's apartment: ]

all right, all right.
don't wait up, little brother.