I have this fantasy where we start talking at the Vanity Fair Oscars party bar. Natalie Portman is the reason I work out.
"No thanks, milady, it's only single player. "So.maybe you'd like to come over to my place to play that game sometime.? I draw my sword-cane and mutter a quiet oath as I drive it deep into his backĪs I clean my blade the girl walks out from behind the counter, twirling her hair with her fingers I expertly sidestep him and the cashier screams as he crashes into the counter I quickly swing my cane into his kneecap before he can react I smile quietly and tip my fedora low across my eyes, concealing them "Excuse me sir.you may disparage my person if you wish, but it is untoward to swear in front of a lady." Generic dudebro caricature with a sports team cap and "the guy that beat you up that one time behind the school in early October" shirt is standing there guffawing I quickly turn around, my cloak billowing behind me, to discern the source of the rude outburst "Hahaha look at what this ♥♥♥♥♥♥ is buying! That's not Call of Duty Advanced Memefare! What a piece of ♥♥♥♥!" I smile and ready a witty response when suddenly a voice rings out from behind "Wow, I've never seen anyone buy this before! You must have special taste!" Her eyes widen as she reads the game's title She giggles and takes the game, blushing as her fingers brush mine due to my fingerless gloves "Pardon me, milady.but could you ring me up? A shame I don't have your number or I'd ring you up instead." Grab the game and take it to the charming maiden at the register Looking to pick up a copy of Binding of Isaac