The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
EmeraldThe man with the masterplan.
“A-a date? Erm…I mean…if you want, I guess I could free up some time…y-yes, I’d like that.”
He manages to stutter out some words just as the bell starts ringing. Saved by the bell, almost. He jolts as he hears it, as if he forgot about the world around him except for what was happening in the gazebo.
“Well, I guess it’s time for class. Should…should we talk more about this later?”
He says, beaming at her. He has never been asked on a date before, and he was somewhat excited about the activity. He wasn’t sure of what to do, though. All he knows is machines, not people. How was he ever going to impress a princess on a date?
Daniel Reaving
“A-a date? Erm…I mean…if you want, I guess I could free up some time…y-yes, I’d like that.”
He manages to stutter out some words just as the bell starts ringing. Saved by the bell, almost. He jolts as he hears it, as if he forgot about the world around him except for what was happening in the gazebo.
“Well, I guess it’s time for class. Should…should we talk more about this later?”
He says, beaming at her. He has never been asked on a date before, and he was somewhat excited about the activity. He wasn’t sure of what to do, though. All he knows is machines, not people. How was he ever going to impress a princess on a date?