squinting at that same word, babe, nate brought his drink back to his lips for a forced sip, something to break eye contact and keep him from being forced to speak in the simple interest of just replying. placing it back onto the tabletop, the male took a moment to gather himself and remember that he was going to play civil for the time being instead of just, basically, chewing her head off in three words about using pet names. âit wasnât charm, by the way. it was purely a plan because i was bored,â he admitted, all truthfully and probably sounding a bit too harsh, simply from his flat toned nature. âand iâm a buzzkill mostly because everything, to me, is done on my terms. i donât have many morals but i have some sort of ⌠i guess you could call it, code. people will want to do stupid things and iâm always the one to say no or iâm that guy to take a simple conversation and make it into a detailed explanation. buzzkill.âÂ
realising after a brief moment that what he said was essentially what he was complaining about - what people thought about him being a buzzkill - nate licked his lips as his eyes darted to the nearly empty cup sitting on the table, a large hand twisting it in a small circle. âhowever, just so you know, i was mostly bored but i wasnât just bored or curious - youâre beautiful, and i noticed.â finally, the blond shot her a sort of nate-esque smirk, something that probably should be taken with a grain of salt. unfortunately, hadley didnât know nate and didnât know his intention, or how serious the smirk was ( or wasnât ), which only benefit him when it came to messing with her in the long run.Â
âwhat if i bribe you with iced coffee, or a tea? less heart-attack inducing because itâs majority whitener,â he joked. yes, a joke. about milk. nate gave her another smirk, eyes moving to break contact and dance around the other cafe patrons a few seconds later. he always found it weird that, despite being so odd, he found himself in these completely normal situations - getting coffee on the way to work - without trying. before, he had to learn what to do and understand what people expected, whether it be from movies and television shows or from experiences with others. yet, his addiction to coffee helped him do something so normal without thinking about it. his eyes moved back to the person across from him at the table, his smirk disappearing as he adjusted himself and tried to decide whether it was time or leave or continue a typical conversation. âyou didnât tell me what you did,â he observed.Â
a slight smirk curled at her lips as she lifted her hand again to twirl a strand of hair. his words simply had her raising a brow, unmoved by his words. as far as she cared, it may not be charm to him, but the plan required a use of mind games and that could be termed as charm in her head. round and round, she spun her hair. wrapping it around her finger and unwrapping it as she listened to him attentively. done on my terms and code stood out to her. his choice in diction was peculiar and the way he spoke about how people percieved him was detached and uncaring. he clearly thought such people to think of him in such a way was more of an inconvenience rather than hurtful. âi mean, iâm having a great time. guess youâll actually have to try harder to get me to label you as one or you just need to find better peple to bug.â then again, she was pretty easy going so it took a lot to get her riled up.Â
hadley took a sip of her coffee, humming happily after swallowing the caffiene down. fox eyes flickered down for a moment as his lips curled into a sort of smirk that told her he was up to no good. âso bored, curious, and open to chatting with a beauitful someone such as myself.â which was somewhat amusing considering she was definitely not looking too sharp at the moment, or at least not as sharp as she typically preferred to look. âsounds like just another weekday,â she responded, bemused by the compliment. she had patience who would attempt to woo her often and a pretty face could rarely get her to swoon. she was more engaged because of his words and the comment on her looks left her more disengaged rather than interested.
he quickly seemed to win her back though with the topics of drinks. âyou could tempt me into some tea, possibly,â she answered, grin lifting her top lip slightly. âas much as some extra calcium may be appealing, i think iâve reached my coffee quota for the day.â especially since, technically, the day before hadnât finished yet. taking a longer swig of coffee, she finished it off and placed her empty cup on the table between them. As his attention seemed to drift, she pulled her phone from her pocket in order to check her messages. One from Amelia had a smile curling at her lips and she responded quickly before placing her phone face down on the table as well. His comment, that had been pointed out whilst she replied, was one that warrented an amused smile from her. âI didnât,â she agreed easily. âItâs not something I think is required during introductions.â