two "truths" and a lie. ( daemon: d. )

[ex_stony881]

2 TRUTHS AND A LIE
Preferred Alias: Kaz Brekker.

1. Before I landed here, I was hunted as a Grisha who could read minds.
2. My hands are disfigured, so I always wear gloves.
3. I inherited five million kruge when my parents died.

One Of These Is A Lie

Comments

[hasitsthorns]

[ Sometimes, Rose still thinks that in regards to herself. But she also was extremely well-versed in faking it until she made it before so this isn't much different. ]

So you could totally go on dates now!
that is, like

[ Again with the ding, ding, ding ]

if you wanted to
i'm not saying you have to
or anything like that
i mean i wouldn't mind
if you wanted to
but also no pressure or whatever
not that i'm?? asking you on a date???
let's just start with a relaxed friendly hang-out
or whatever
that's probably for the best
that's fine
this is fine

[ If she doesn't answer, it's probably because she chucked herself into the ocean over her embarrassing inability to prevent nervous word vomit even via text. ]

[ex_stony881]

[ on the one hand: what the fuck.

on the other, he is suffering from what anyone else would recognize as homesickness, and she's so totally different from anyone he's ever known that it seems like an excellent cure.

("totally different" like her friendly enthusiasm doesn't remind him of jesper, whose crush he managed to steadfastly pretend to ignore for all the years of their friendship.) ]

I'll go to the citadel with you. When?

[hasitsthorns]

[ Rosie's current mental state: the sound of a tea kettle whistling indefinitely.

But he still wants to go! That means she didn't mess things up... too horribly. Just a little, maybe. ]

Uh!
Evenings are better for me.
Tomorrow night, maybe? If you're free.
if not that's cool
we can find a time that works better

[ Or just cancel it, pretend this whole awkward text convo didn't happen. That's an option too. ]

[ex_stony881]

Tomorrow night. See you then, Rose.