"You don't have to take it to the range, you can shoot them anywhere." he flipped off the safety and fired a barrage of plastic pellets at his bed. They bounced and flew everywhere, but nothing broke, and even if she was hit by a ricochet it was no more painful than a pinch. "See? Just toys. Just silly imitations of the real thing." Much like this 'relationship' was turning out to be. "Dita." He shouldered his rifle, and tried to regain his composure. "I don't know what I have to do to make this any clearer, so I'm just going to say it. I like you. I mean I really like you. I know you're not used to being around boys like that, but I have to be straight forward with you. You're so brave, and strong, and so fierce in combat. And yet, you're so sweet and beautiful. I love you eyes, and your long hair. I love how different you are from other girls. But I want you to like me back, and if you won't... that's fine. I just... " He moved closer to her, but did not reach out for her. Instead he took off his glasses, and looked into the blurry blob that he was sure where her eyes. "I want to date you, Dita. Like for reals. If you don't like me, just say so, and I'll be happy just being your friend!" The last part came out as a half shout, as he stood there steadfast and shaking slightly.
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"You don't have to take it to the range, you can shoot them anywhere." he flipped off the safety and fired a barrage of plastic pellets at his bed. They bounced and flew everywhere, but nothing broke, and even if she was hit by a ricochet it was no more painful than a pinch.
"See? Just toys. Just silly imitations of the real thing." Much like this 'relationship' was turning out to be.
"Dita." He shouldered his rifle, and tried to regain his composure. "I don't know what I have to do to make this any clearer, so I'm just going to say it. I like you. I mean I really like you. I know you're not used to being around boys like that, but I have to be straight forward with you. You're so brave, and strong, and so fierce in combat. And yet, you're so sweet and beautiful. I love you eyes, and your long hair. I love how different you are from other girls. But I want you to like me back, and if you won't... that's fine. I just... " He moved closer to her, but did not reach out for her. Instead he took off his glasses, and looked into the blurry blob that he was sure where her eyes. "I want to date you, Dita. Like for reals. If you don't like me, just say so, and I'll be happy just being your friend!" The last part came out as a half shout, as he stood there steadfast and shaking slightly.