Date.
A date was an appointent to et soone or go out with them, especially with whom you are having, or may soon have, a romantic relationship.
It was the definition of date that Max found on the internet. No matter how he looked at it, the term date in his past and this world was the sa.
He couldn't believe he got an invitation from a girl. Not to ntion that said girl was Lily. But knowing her, there might be so misunderstanding in her words. So he had to ask.
[Breeze: A date? With ?]
[Lily: Yes. Are you free?]
[Breeze: I am, but… Are you really inviting to a date and not just an outing?]
While it appeared to be uncool, he had to ensure there was no misunderstanding. His face was getting hot from expectation and embarrassnt. He didn't even realize he was already inside his room as he stared intently at the screen.
And after a few seconds, the reply arrived again. |
[Lily: I am sure. I know what a date is, Max. Don't look down on ˃⤙˂]
'She's pouting.' He thought as he imagined it in his mind. Sohow, the image ca clean into his mind, and he could see her cheek bloated. 'I want to see it directly.'
At that mont, he unconsciously chuckled. All his exhaustion was sohow gone.
Now he was thinking. Going on a date with Lily might be… nice. Once again, his face felt hot when he thought of it. He was pushing this away for a while, but he should be honest with himself.
[Breeze: I am not looking down on you. It's just… I can't believe you asked out on a date. And I am free that day. In fact, let's go. I am looking forward to it.]
[Lily: Good. I am looking forward to it too
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