Call Me Out Thing

[oceanicbutterfly]

Um, this is where I would put a muselist, except that consists of Karen. If that changes, this will be updated.

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[oceanicbutterfly]

Good afternoon.

[Flawless. Karen offers her hand, in a totally platonic way, she does this with her friends all the time, no really.]

Shall we?

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka nods, taking Karen's hand and lacing her fingers with hers. She's still too nervous and doesn't really know what to say, despite this being her idea.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[In that case, it falls to Karen to make a decision. And she decides... that the random direction she's facing now will do fine, and leads her off.]

[chasescenes]

[Ah, yes, the random direction, with the trees and the benches.]

The park looks nice this time of year.

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen's just starting to wonder if she's done something wrong to get the silent treatment when the silence stops being a thing.]

It is. This was a good idea.

[chasescenes]

[She's just awkward, it's not that.]

Do you come here often?

[oceanicbutterfly]

Not often enough. It really is a lovely sight.

Speaking of which, it's nice to see you again.

[Karen is oblivious to any possible unintended implications of what she just said. She's just playing on the word "sight."]

[chasescenes]

[Suddenly bright red, did she mean what she just implied? She probably didn't.]

Same- It's nice to see you too, Karen. [She squeezes her hand.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Oh, Yonaka blushing is cute. But why? Did she say something weird?

Well. It can't have been a bad kind of weird judging by that squeeze, to which she responds in kind, now blushing slightly as well.]

Shall we sit?

[chasescenes]

Yeah.

[She lets go of Karen's hand to sit down on a bench. It's a small bench, there's juuuust room enough for two.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Who built these benches so small? Maybe it's actually meant as a really wide chair? Karen sits, and can't really avoid pushing up against Yonaka slightly.]

So. How have you been?

[chasescenes]

I'm okay. Nothing too interesting to talk about, really. What about you?

[oceanicbutterfly]

About the same. Studying when I'm not trying to keep everyone from doing something dumb.

[chasescenes]

How dumb are we talking about?

[oceanicbutterfly]

It involved a house made of cake.

[chasescenes]

That's a terrible idea.

[Sounds delicious though. Mmm.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[It was, when they found one in a different world where that actually works. But even then it had a cookie support structure.]

I was able to demonstrate some of the issues with a small-scale model.

[chasescenes]

You ate the model afterward, right?

[oceanicbutterfly]

Well, Urara ate most of it.

[chasescenes]

Oh. I can't really blame her.

[oceanicbutterfly]

You want cake now, don't you?

[chasescenes]

Kind of...

[oceanicbutterfly]

Well, I've gotten myself interested, too, so I suppose we know where we're going next.

[chasescenes]

[She lights up a little more at that.]

I can pay, since this is still kind of- I invited you out in the first place so I should.

[Not that this is a date.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[That's pretty datey.]

That's all right. I can pay for it, since it was my idea.

[chasescenes]

No, I can pay. Really.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Not if I pay first.

[chasescenes]

Are we making it a competition?