The One Man Band

//                       SINGLE  - LOST IN TRANSLATION 

Lucifer stared at the other with distaste, taking a  moment before he replied. “Is that really a line you wanna use?” He asked and tilted his head. “Not the best pickupline I’ve heard”

“But don’t you feel special? Those words came outta my mouth, intentionally, to irritate you.” He pointed a finger in the other’s face, even wiggling it a tad to make it as obnoxious as possible. The cold expression that remained on the male’s face earning a chuckle from him. 

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“Ah shit, ya’ caught me—Yea yea. I’m an old creep, I know. Got it. I’ll shuffle on back to my cave where I can dream.”

“I’m not really picky. Even KFC would be fine. As long as it’s edible and it fills me up, we’re good.” The boy explained, a smile on his lips. “Can you afford that?”

“Hmm, yes. But whats your favorite food?”

“Are you sure?” The girl was known to sometimes be a bit self-conscious, so people staring didn’t exactly make that any better. “Maybe I just shouldn’t talk. Use a whiteboard or something…” She muttered to herself.

“Wouldn’t that only draw even more attention to you?” He can’t help but laugh out loud, causing a few heads nearby to turn at the noise, but he’s not bothered, as he’s used to causing a ruckus. Giving her a look as he ruffled her hair a bit. “How ‘bout you just try and forget about it for now. You’ll have much more fun that way.”

ii.  50 Dialogue Prompts —  accepting ! 

“Only cause the slush you took several sips of and threw away made your tongue bright red.” He can’t help but let out an amused snort himself, as the color was quite hard to ignore as she spoke. “ It’s not a big deal, I promise.” 

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Arden tilted her head and looked at the male as he was seated on the barstool. SHe smiled gently and placed her hand on his and leaned in. “Honey, You’ve had too much to drink, there, third times a charm” She leaned back and looked at the male again and crossed her arms. 

"Aagh, you’re prolly right.. Kay. I’ll be a good boy.” He chuckled before leaning back in his own seat, tongue poking from his mouth in a moment of clarity that he had propositioned her too many times for one evening. Once the counting of beers he’d finished began to fade from memory, his behavior became akin to the typical bar jock who couldn’t take no for an answer. It wasn’t a good look for somebody who swore to being nothing but a gentleman. “My plan tonight didn’t include being a creep, honest. Guess it’s jus’ been a while.. since, you know.. I was with a pretty girl n’ all..”