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Who: Valerie Russel swordprince and Lambo Bovino elettricograpes

What: Val and Lambo have a date. Probably at the cafeteria but it's still a date

When: 6:00 in the evening, monday, the 29th

Warnings and Rating: PG-13 at max.

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"Yare yare...how do I get myself into these situations?" Climbing the stairs of Aldale, Lambo sighed and rubbed the back of his head, other hand in the pocket of the pair of slacks he'd borrowed from Yamamoto.

It wasn't that he was complaining about this date...thing. On the contrary, he was wondering if she was really alright with something like this. After all, the bazooka had only gone off a couple of days ago. Had she had enough time to recover? It was...shocking, knowing one's future. That was why he tried to let out as little information as possible.

He lowered the hand rubbing his head to his mouth, taking hold of the lollipop there as he sucked on it thoughtfully before looking around. Here already? With a small, resigned sigh, he pulled his hand out from the pocket and knocked on the door.

/sorry she didn't get this tagged last night orz

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Running her fingers over her head again, Val took a deep breath, heading towards the door with a cheerful, "Just a minute!"

She hoped she looked alright. God, she hadn't been this nervous about a boy in a long time, and she hurried to the door, taking a moment to take a deep breath and collect herself before she opened it.

"Hey. Uh, rooms kind of a mess right now," she didn't really want him to see much of it, but hey. She was pretty sure he'd seen her room before. It was where she made most of her network posts.

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"Can't be any worse than mine." Really. He and Yamamoto had cleaned it a couple of days ago and it was already messy again. Lambo reached up, rubbing the back of his neck as he stepped into the room. "Sorry for intruding~"

Ah. That was right; Val's roommate had to go home after some incident or other. According to Demyx anyway. He didn't see her so that must have been true. Turning towards her, Lambo took hold of his lollipop again.

"You...uh...look good..." He wasn't really good at this whole date thing. He might have been a flirt but it never went to this stage.

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Val grinned, feeling herself start to relax, "Thanks. You do too."

The heals were starting to make her feet hurt already, but she ignored that, giving the room one last look, "So, um. . . Ready to go?"

It really was a mess. Books were littered across the floor, along side some video game cases, though she wasn't sure which ones were empty and which ones weren't. She would have to go through that later. And then of course the dirty laundry basket to the side was beginning to overflow. Yeah. not the best place for company.