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[ sitting on his scooter out in the parking lot of the building that he knows is alyssa's last class of the day, elbows braced against the handles as he waits. only checks the clock of his cellphone once when the stream of people appear, signaling the end of the hour. thinks about texting her, but manages to refrain, quietly waiting for a certain princess to appear. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

I may accept nothing but Gundam models, DVDs, and hugs.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

What kind of DVDs?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Disney.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

I can do that!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks at her expectantly. ]

What are you not getting this year?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks away in thought... then looks back at him, shoulders slumping a bit, though her smile remains planted on her face. ]

You.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, noting the slight shift. ]

. . . ? I'm not invited?

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ laughs at his expression. ]

That's not it! You're always invited!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ reaches over to take his hands. tries to look at him seriously, but knows it isn't (not as much as it is to her) so she keeps a smile on her face. ]

We should break up, darling.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ reaches back & holds onto her hand. ]

But I tried so hard and got so far.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

But it's for the best, darling.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

But I'm a college boy now too, honey.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

And that's precisely why we must break up! [ settles back again. ] You should be able to run free and not be tied up in a relationship so early on in your college life.

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

My relationship with the rest of humanity is strained.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ draws back his own hand hesitantly. shifts & gives her a long glance. ]

Okay. Did you find someone?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ pauses in taking a drink. blinks over at him. ]

Find someone?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ pauses. ]

Someone you like.

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[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ shifts her eyes towards the window, as if in thought. a flicker of a frown is on her face, almost too quick for even her to notice. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ snaps out of it when their food arrives, looking immensely happy when the plate is place down in front of her. ]

Food! [ grabs her fork, quickly noming down what's on the plate. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ picks at the food for a moment, still observing her; feels like he's missing something, despite being unable to put his finger on it. in the end, can't help but give into his own hunger, though his pace is slower than hers. ]

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ speaks between bites, as if trying to give herself something else to do, even if she sounds strangely serious about it: ]

I'm going to have to find you a suitable mate... she doesn't have to be too pretty, of course. A nice personality is so much better. Maybe someone with dark brown hair. Blue eyes? Unless you'd prefer a male.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ almost chokes on his food when he realizes what she's talking about. coughs to the side & then downs the rest of the food in his mouth with the aid of some water. ]

. . . No matchmaking.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ slumps a little down in her seat. ]

... okay.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ coughs out the rest of his shock. ]

You first.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ looks up at him. shakes her head. ]

I'm okay.