ThugWorkout wrote:
max gulped, dreading the evening. it wasn't just the fact that it was the evening that he was supposed to tell her what he had been doing, it was the fact that slowly, over those months, he had fallen for her hard. and evening though he had attempted to tell himself that he didn't feel anything, he did love her, deep down, and what he was going to was not on;y going to break her heart, but also his own. however it was all part of the bet and it was something he had to do. he was currently wearing a dark grey suit, with a light blue shirt that matched the detail of her broach on her dress. he ruffled his hair around, sprayed some cologne and then headed over to her house, planning what he was going to say to her later on.
mella laughed a little. "to me you are the handsomest man I have ever seen, i'm not kidding. I just.. I think you're so handsome." she giggled and shrugged, rubbing the back of her neck, blushing slightly. "okay, as long as you call me princess. I like it when you call me that, I feel special." she grinned and nodded her head. "yeeees ice cream please!" she laughed softly and bit her lip, Ā getting up once they got their bowls.