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[Did you ever notice that the more you try to avoid something, the more it continues to show up in your face? That's the problem Crowe is having with the prom.
He's not really been in a socializing mood, not to mention he knows he'll never find a date. A lot of his friends already seemed paired off, even though the event was announced just this week. So naturally, because he doesn't want to go, it seems to be haunting him wherever he goes. You'll find him:
A) Politely trying to turn down a nerdy drone girl's offer of a date. Crowe is one of the few people in town who actually feels bad for drones, but there's no explaining to them that drones aren't allowed in to this event. Or that you'd rather not go with an brainwashed automaton. Or a girl. But that's beyond the point, really. While being gentle about it, the girl eventually starts to cry at the rejection before running off. Crowe looks beyond exasperated.
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B) In the halls between classes, being followed by a recently-redroned BFF, who pleasantly chatters away, while Crowe looks like he'd rather be dumped in boiling oil.]
I think I'm going to ask Suzy to go! Boy, it'll sure be swell. I hope she says yes!
Yeah. Good luck.
What about you, Calleo? Have you asked anyone yet? What about Jeanie? I hear she likes you!
Maybe.
You better hurry up, before someone else asks her!
Okay.
[Someone, please rescue him.]
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C) A drone art teacher has approached him now, asking if he'd like to be the official photographer for the dance. Never mind that Crowe doesn't want to go, or that drones aren't welcome to this particular festivity. The teacher prattles on about how Crowe has been improving a lot these last few months and that he knows what a good job he'd do. Crowe looks a bit confused, but mostly unimpressed. But maybe if his friends are going to insist on dragging him to the actual non-drone prom, then photography would be a good way to keep his mind off of being a dateless wonder.
You might find him practicing with his camera around school later, since he hasn't used it in a few weeks. He'll be snapping some candid shots. Smile for the camera?]
He's not really been in a socializing mood, not to mention he knows he'll never find a date. A lot of his friends already seemed paired off, even though the event was announced just this week. So naturally, because he doesn't want to go, it seems to be haunting him wherever he goes. You'll find him:
A) Politely trying to turn down a nerdy drone girl's offer of a date. Crowe is one of the few people in town who actually feels bad for drones, but there's no explaining to them that drones aren't allowed in to this event. Or that you'd rather not go with an brainwashed automaton. Or a girl. But that's beyond the point, really. While being gentle about it, the girl eventually starts to cry at the rejection before running off. Crowe looks beyond exasperated.
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B) In the halls between classes, being followed by a recently-redroned BFF, who pleasantly chatters away, while Crowe looks like he'd rather be dumped in boiling oil.]
I think I'm going to ask Suzy to go! Boy, it'll sure be swell. I hope she says yes!
Yeah. Good luck.
What about you, Calleo? Have you asked anyone yet? What about Jeanie? I hear she likes you!
Maybe.
You better hurry up, before someone else asks her!
Okay.
[Someone, please rescue him.]
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C) A drone art teacher has approached him now, asking if he'd like to be the official photographer for the dance. Never mind that Crowe doesn't want to go, or that drones aren't welcome to this particular festivity. The teacher prattles on about how Crowe has been improving a lot these last few months and that he knows what a good job he'd do. Crowe looks a bit confused, but mostly unimpressed. But maybe if his friends are going to insist on dragging him to the actual non-drone prom, then photography would be a good way to keep his mind off of being a dateless wonder.
You might find him practicing with his camera around school later, since he hasn't used it in a few weeks. He'll be snapping some candid shots. Smile for the camera?]
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Date: 2011-04-15 04:13 am (UTC)I wonder .....
[Lucas trails off there.]
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Date: 2011-04-15 12:53 pm (UTC)Wonder what?
I need to stop using the same three icons over and over
Date: 2011-04-15 04:42 pm (UTC)Nothing.
. . . Can I ask you something, Crowe?
same here XD
Date: 2011-04-15 04:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-15 04:52 pm (UTC)What would you do if . . . there was someone you ... you liked. But you know you shouldn't.
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Date: 2011-04-15 04:56 pm (UTC)Well... hard to say. I suppose it depends on the reason why you "shouldn't", I guess.
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Date: 2011-04-15 04:59 pm (UTC)B-Because. Um. It might be that she . . . likes someone else? Maybe. As an example.
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Date: 2011-04-15 05:18 pm (UTC)Ah. That does make it tough, huh? Unfortunately, it's not like you can change someone's mind...
[Is he speaking from experience? Perhaps...]
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Date: 2011-04-15 05:20 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-04-15 06:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-15 09:47 pm (UTC)And, um, maybe you could forget I asked this, too.
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Date: 2011-04-15 10:04 pm (UTC)Don't worry. The secret's safe with me.
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Date: 2011-04-15 10:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-15 10:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-16 02:37 am (UTC). . . Oh, um. You don't actually have to answer that. Sorry.
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Date: 2011-04-16 12:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-16 08:23 pm (UTC)[After a few seconds, Lucas will try to pat Crowe a little awkwardly.]
Don't feel too bad. I think . . . if she's a friend, then she'll understand, right? If she's special to you, then you must be special to her, too. Just maybe differently.
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Date: 2011-04-16 10:22 pm (UTC)I-I hope so. B-But, um, just... for the record, it, ah...
I-It wasn't a girl.
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Date: 2011-04-17 01:40 am (UTC)Was it the friend you've told me about before? Al?
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Date: 2011-04-17 01:44 pm (UTC)Mm. Yeah. Guess I'm still that obvious, huh.
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Date: 2011-04-17 10:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-17 11:27 pm (UTC)Guess I can't help myself. H-He'll always be special, but... There's a point where you realize you have to move on.
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