Gotta Get Up and Try

Who are you suppose to be?

Is that a general question or do you have a specific person you're approaching, because I don't want to respond and then be told you weren't talking to me. That's pretty much the worst feeling.

Poor dollface, I think I have a remedy for that. 

I'm all for suggestions.

I’m sure it is through the roof. 

More like a dangling ceiling fan. I've gotta go into academic detox or something.

You can be my star pupil. I promise~ 

Tell that to my GPA.

Oh I’m sure I can be your personal tutor; I got you dollface. 

I like the sound of that, actually.

Oh I’m sure I can teach you. Just keep up. You got that right— trust and believe that hun. I just need to know the pace. 

I'd be more than happy to show you the pace I learn at sometime.

Mostly Innocent Drinks - Luke - Corey

Stop lying boy.

That assistance will be much needed. I'm forewarning you. No, I'm pretty sure you'd make sure everything would be in complete control.

I was thinking more like destroying it completely but bending it does sound more impressive, and I’m sure the grands would rather see me as the all powerful one of legends so we should probably just stick with that. Sorry, no can do. I’d rather just see you make a move without having any kind of help from me. Corey Ambrosia huh? It’s nice to meet you, especially if I’m going to be resembling the lead of your paranormal romance novel… and I will be the lead— about that drink… should we do that now or just keep talking about it?

After seeing a girl fly off last night, I'm not even gonna doubt you could actually do that; and, I'm sure you'll be a big hit with the little ones, oh great bender of stone. I bet you would, but giving you the satisfaction of me making the unexpected first move would be an ego boost I'm not too sure I want to so easily hand you. The feeling's mutual, I assure you. No worries on the copyright infringement though, I'll definitely be sure to credit you when I'm famous. Now sounds great. Lead the way, cheekbones.

Oh dollface; I know you can professional when you want to be hun. I’m sure you can put a hurtin on someone. 

Sway my percentages? i’m not sure, they’re pretty set in stone but I’ll see what I can do. If you think I’m charming now you should see me when I’m actually trying. It’s Luke by the way, Luke Lynnfield, but if you’re going to be writing about me in your diary I think it’s only fair if I know you’re name too… so I can tell people whose diary I managed to make it into. That way I can be the dark, brooding figure that gets to brag about the cute, maybe handsome kid writing about me. I don’t need to worry about you turning this into some kind of book do I?

A guy's gonna bend stone for me during our first encounter; this is a story for the grandchildren. Oh? Do try next time so I can gauge about how much time I should take before making a move, Luke. I suppose it's common courtesy to respond to that in kind so, the name's Corey Ambrosia, future award-winning paranormal romance novelist with a character named Ryker who may or may not strike a shocking resemblance to a guy who's just invited me for a drink.

Cali, cali make them girls sang. I wonder what is does for the boys. 

That was unexpected--and most definitely appreciated.

Technically it’s a 50-50 percent yes or no but whatever. See, you sound like you’re trying to convince me not to want to get you drunk but something about you setting a small fire that caused that much trouble just sounds entertaining. Plus, I never said I’d actually let you wreck havoc on a forest did I? I can actually control myself.

Would you consider swaying those percentages just a little bit for me? You're stubbornly charming, new guy; you've whittled me down. I'll have a drink with you on one condition: you tell me your name. I can't write in my diary about how this dark, brooding figure convinces me to have a drink with him without at least sharing that tiny detail.

Fine, I might share. Might. Well, I was going to just say we start with something simple like a beer but now you’ve put that image in my head and I’m sorry, but I now kinda want to see you drunk so…

Might is close to a yes so I'm gonna take it. I can promise you that's not exactly a good idea. Last time I was drunk, I kind of set off a little fire--that spread across the majority of the Santa Ana forest. But if you're adamant...what the hell?