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karadin:

Yes, but kids must come too, don’t worry, they can fit in tight places and rarely complain.

I’d try to contain myself but absolutly fail at it. “Of course!” I squeak, grabbing my purse and phone. “Mom, I’m going out. Probably will come back!”

Suddenly turn into Porky Pig and not be able to speak properly.

I’d don my most fabulous coat after making a quick post about it on tumblr and ask “Alright, where’s the body?”

 Smile like an idiot and just nod before extending my hand. For him to take.

A verbal keyboard smash, grab my coat and scharf, then follow him (discreetly posting a picture on Tumblr, of course).

Pass out, wake up, ask him if he’s single, wait for I’m into my work, ask him if this is real life, smile like an idiot, verbal keyboard smash, take his hand and leave.

(( Spazz all over the place, calm down, nod, pester him all the time, take sneaky peeks at his butt, get embarrassed when he notices, squee all day, take lots of pictures :> ))