The Pair Of Two Fools

Author's Chapter Notes

Happy Birthday to me! I haven't written in 3!

3 Months of total weirdness and now apparently I'm free!

Once again, I didn't really have anything else ready so I put this up...I'm hoping I'll start writing more again in the future though :)
When Pi opened the door to his small one bedroom apartment he was happy to see his friend smiling back at him with a six-pack case of beers. “I figured if Mohammed wouldn’t come to the mountain-“

“Yeah yeah, come in Toma.” Pi parted from the door and let his best friend into his house. Since his life had changed, Toma always managed to come and say the same thing. He never gave up on him, but then why would Toma? He was a good guy. He liked having Pi around and in some ways Pi cruelly wondered if it was because Toma didn’t have any other friends. He knew Toma was friendly sure but the guy always seemed to have trouble making friends with people.

Pi didn’t mind that at all, because now he felt like he couldn’t be bothered to make friends or keep them. To be honest, he was a bit of a mess. Seriously one conversation and he’d let his whole life come into question. What a weak and fragile existence he’d really had. “So how’s work going?”

“It’s going. I don’t really have to do much except put trailers together right now which is always a good thing. Pretty lazy work. Most of the time I’m just home anyways.” Pi yawned as he stretched out on the couch. “How’s your life going? Still dating Mao?”

“Yeah we broke up…her boyfriend came over from Japan. He found out I existed, I didn’t know he existed. It was a bit of a mess.” He rubbed his shoulder awkwardly. “I kind of have shit luck with girls. She could have just told me I would have backed off.”

“She didn’t want you to back off…and he wasn’t here there was nothing to lose.” Pi shrugged. “Still sucks you got shafted.”

“Yeah I guess.” Toma grabbed the bottle opener from the kitchen, popping the two beers open. “Want to play a bunch of games?” He indicated towards Pi’s idle PS4.

Pi shrugged. Why not? It seemed like already they’d run out of things to talk about because Toma was obviously depressed about Mao and forced himself here and Pi wasn’t enough of the nice guy to make Toma talk about his problems because he understood he didn’t even want to talk about his own.

A nice violent game like GTA5 would solve the problems perfectly well.

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“He’s a total dolt. I’m thinking of not hiring him. I mean god when I asked him do you know what CSS is he looked at me for like three minutes stumped. How can a good programmer not know CSS?”

“I thought you were hiring him to help you take care of the more managerial functions.” Christine pointed out and Ayu stopped for a second as if only now she was thinking back to the original posting she’d placed on the website she’d posted the job on.

“Ah shit I was right? No wonder he’s a business major. I was wondering why a programmer would have a business major.” Christine simply smirked and shook her head. Sometimes Ayu was so out of it. The poor guy had probably been scared out of his wits. “How’d your day go?” She heard the slight tone of concern in her voice but chose to ignore it.

“It went well, bought everything I needed to, went everywhere I needed to.” Christine gave the potato salad she was making a last twirl with the spoon and then shoved it into Ayu’s hands. “Take that to the dinner table while I start up the grill, then go grab the meat from the defrost area.” Immediately Ayu looked extremely excited.

Though Ayu hated cooking herself, because Christine loved it she’d basically made her memorize all her mother’s recipes and while Christine was no mother of hers she certainly cooked like it. And today was Yakiniku night. “Hey Christine, why don’t you ever go out on dates?”

Christine rolled her eyes turning to her friend with a look that said Seriously? “Why don’t you Ayu?”

“I don’t have time.”

“Well then, neither do I.” Christine parroted back at her. It wasn’t quite that simple but then she didn’t like talking about a lot of things and when she was forced to, Christine was awfully short about them.

“But you’re life isn’t the same. You get time off. Like today. Look, you’re off.” Ayu pushed insistently and Christine turned to look at her again with an expression that read Please drop this.

So they continued to eat and talk about everything else under the sun but Ayu couldn’t understand it. Christine was one of the sweetest, most beautiful girls she knew. Why wouldn’t she want to be active on the dating scene anyways? As the owner of a, now, very popular dating site having been through oodles and oodles of profiles that made her question someone’s mental ability to be in a partnership she had to question Christine’s logic. By all measures and appearances this girl should have been kicking them away at the door and married to a Colin Firth-esque Darcy in Pride and Prejudice but here she was; locked up inside this house with Ayu who cared more about her site than anyone or anything else in the world.

Sure, Ayu was happy for the company because sometimes she got lonely too and since Christine had moved in, life had become easier for her. She now got to hang out with her best friend on a permanent basis.

But she was starting to wonder what had happened to Christine.

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“I mean what kind of bitch just does that anyways?” Toma grumbled rolling his eyes. “Are you fucking kidding me? Pretending to stay faithful to the long-distance guy while she’s jumping up and down on me in bed?” He took the last swig of his beer and then picked up another bottle from the sixer he’d brought over. Pi nodded agreeing with his best friend, a little tipsy because he no longer drank at all, but not quite as inebriated as Toma because Toma had brought this over just as an excuse to not consume the pack alone. Plus the kid had always been more of a lightweight compared to him. “I mean I treated her like a princess. Once it was raining, and it was fucking cold really cold man. And you know what I did? I got sick when I gave her my suit jacket, because she forgot hers in the car.”

“You did. You did.” He replied because that was what was expected of him but really it was Toma’s own fault for trying to pursue it after one night. At least that was what Pi felt. Toma had always been that sort of guy, why couldn’t he just sense what Mao needed and back off himself? That was what Pi would have done but Toma, the guy that he was fell in love far too easily.

Love.

What a joke the mere sound of the word was in his mind. “Meeting girls the normal way is stupid.” Pi laughed at that. What the hell did he mean by that? Meeting girls the normal way?

“Toma you’re acting a little ridiculous.”

“No man think about it, you met Keiko the normal way and she was a-“ Toma paused and coughed but it wasn’t so much because he was sick more than he couldn’t think of what to call her. Was Keiko really in the wrong? Now that he knew the whole story, though the girl had done some despicable things, Toma couldn’t condemn her for it. Even if she had broken his best friend’s heart in the process “Wouldn’t have it just been better knowing shit going into that relationship? If you knew how psychotic she was- wouldn’t that have been better? You’d have been prepared for it?”

“I did know remember Toma? We were friends.” Pi shrugged. “I’m not even into relationships right now man.”
Toma frowned, paused, huffed and overall seemed to struggle with his thought process as he rubbed the back of his head. “I mean like-“ Realizing he couldn’t explain himself properly he lifted his phone up and tapped on the S4 lightly before directing the screen towards Pi’s face.

Closet Dating, wear your heart on your sleeve for once

Pi was silent for a moment as he looked between the phone and his best friend’s eagerly smiling face. “Toma- are you coming out to me-“

“Pi, that’s not it at all!”

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After dinner, they washed up everything they’d prepared and Christine poured them both a glass of cold coffee that she’d blended up herself. Ayu was pouring over her laptop when she smiled seeing Christine offer her the glass. “Thanks,” She quickly said and grabbed it from her hand sipping it from the purple straw that was in there. Purple had always been her favourite colour.

Christine’s straw was pink, but Ayu didn’t actually know if that was her favourite colour…regardless she scrolled over to Christine’s profile as the girl sat down beside her and pressed the edit button entering in the favourite colour. “Hey- you know pink’s not really my favourite color.” She pouted looking at Ayu shaking her head. “What a bad friend you are after I remembered yours is purple.” Her eyes gazed pointedly at the purple straw and Ayu giggled nervously.

“Sorry, man. I’m a ditz okay? Anything other than this website stuff and I kind of forget. I figured yours is pink cause your straw is pink.”

“Well it’s yellow. So edit that.” Christine sucked up the cold icy coffee into her straw and let out a loud sigh when she felt the tell-tale signs of refreshment coursing through her body. God she loved iced coffee.

This time it was Ayu’s turn to give her a skeptical look. “I’m sorry, I thought you didn’t even want a profile on my site-“

“Yeah but I can’t very well have inaccurate rumours about me floating around “ god what will people think if I like pink.”

At her expression of mock indignation, Ayu snickered lightly and agreed. “Okay fine, yellow it is you loser.”

Christine ruffled Ayu’s head knowing very well that the particular action irritated her because as it was her hair got oily and knotted very easily. “Thank you turtle. I appreciate it.”

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“So what the hell is this- Closet Dating, wear your heart on your sleeve shit if it’s not a gay dating website for people who haven’t come out?” Pi was about to laugh he really was but then he remembered that might hurt Toma’s feelings if the kid was actually gay. (Though Pi doubted it but seriously did he have to look so happy showing him a closet dating site?)

Toma opened his mouth to groan loudly as he shook his shoulders, looking quite like a child ready to throw a tantrum. “Okay well she recently branded it closet okay? Not my fault bro. It was just called sleeve dating before.”

“Sleeve dating- what is this dating for clothes?”

Pi grinned obviously content with his remark but Toma made a depressed face at him and placed his head in his hands. “That was a really bad joke Yamashita Tomohisa. I understand you no longer have a social life-“

“Shut up Toma.”

“So your communication skills have deteriorated but that was really bad Pi-“

“Shut up Toma! Tell me about the stupid site already-“

Toma giggled in a particularly impish manner. Like a cartoon character. “For someone who doesn’t want to date you’re mighty excited about a dating site-“

“Toma-“ Pi dropped his voice to a more threatening tone but it just sounded like he was really angry about tomatoes.

“Fine fine,” Toma relented as he folded his hands in his lap, attempting (and failing) to look serious. “Basically the owner of the site thought that fuck the world. People should start being honest with each other.”

“Okay so she made a dating website after she thought fuck the world-“

Toma scoffed at Pi’s sarcastic tone of voice. “Hell yeah, have you ever been in a situation where people lie more?”

“Job interviews actually- people lie a shit tonne on their resume. I once told a lady I spoke Finnish.” He smiled thinking back to the way he got his current job. Ah that lady in HR had really believed him.

“Okay your internal sense of right and wrong is questionable, but that’s just professional dating.”

Pi shuddered. To think of him dating that lady in HR. “Your logic disturbs me Toma.”

“That’s because you need another beer Pi.” Pi didn’t really agree but he grabbed the outstretched beer from his friend’s hand and gulped it down anyways.

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“So what other lies have you told about me?” Christine continued sipping happily on her drink as Ayu gave her a look that told her quite dearly, Don’t push it.

“Nothing major, your favourite band is Green Day?”

“One of them yeah sure,” Christine licked the chocolate ice cream of the spoon in her lap. “Check? I guess.”

“Favourite ice cream flavour, chocolate.”

“Check.”

“Attributes: friendly, personable, and loyal.”

“Check.”

“In high school you were a slut…”

“Chec-“For a good measure Ayu pretended to make the motion with her hand and Christine used the side of her body barrel into her friend for mocking her. “AYU!”

“Just kidding! God I wrote you were an artsy kid. You spent most of your time in the photo lab anyways didn’t you?” Christine nodded but she was still frowning as her friend rolled her eyes. “It was a joke Chri!”

“Yeah well…when you get a profile I’m going to make you a mass murderer.”

“Who says I’ll approve the application for a profile with my name on it?” Ayu snorted, what a fatal flaw in Christine’s big plan but her friend didn’t look the least bit deterred or disappointed. In fact, if anything she looked happier.

“I’m going to make you a site on OK Cupid…and put your cellphone number in there.”

“CHRI!” Ayu was about to complain when she got a sign from the heavens- or well an email from the heavens. Whatever way you were meant to look at it. “Give me a second, I’ll just approve this-“ Ayu paused as her jaw dropped. Normally…when guys put up shirtless pictures of themselves she considered them rather douche-y because hello there were rules of online dating and you dressed for the part you wanted and who wanted to be half-naked right off the bat?

But this guy had a whole profile of checkmarks on him. Young, fit with abs that ran down his mid-section like killer, a smile that was there and wasn’t quite so eager, hair that was flying in the wind, a beach-y background as he held onto a volleyball, and-

God he even had the cutest little Chihuahua in the picture.

She opened her mouth to tell Christine to look at him when she turned and saw that her friend was happily distracted by the chocolate ice cream in front of her.

Ayu turned back to the computer, one eyebrow raised-

Christine was going to sign her up for OK Cupid?

We’d just see about that wouldn’t we?

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“Toma- that picture god it was taken on our retreat-“

“Trust me that picture is gold online dating material.” Toma clapped a hand on his back and Pi crumbled his head into his hands. Seriously when had he drank enough beers to agree to this? Who in their right mind would ever let naïve, foolish, utterly too hopeful Ikuta Toma devise an online dating profile for them? “It’s been 30 seconds and I expect in another minute you’ll find yourself bombarded with proposals.”

Hell why would Pi even be remotely interested in this? As another minute passed Yamapi yawned, he was getting kind of tired. All that beer had made him sleepy. He got up from his squatted position on the floor beside his laptop and his friend and lay down on the couch.

He had to admit the whole idea of the site was interesting. Sleeve dating, as Toma had explained was quite clear- just wear your heart on your sleeve. Complete and total honesty, unabridged, hold nothing back on that first date and see if after you hear the psychotic things about each other that you’re trying to hide from others you still want to deal with the person.

It was a little- unique. He almost wasn’t sure someone would actually bother to be truthful at all but the points system, the validation and the referrals and links all seemed to help with that. The more truthful you were, the more popular your profile became. Every date came with a rating of the experience and if the leader of the site felt you were really ridiculous and psychotic enough to endanger others on the site she kicked you off.

Apparently she was not to be messed with. “Give up on it Toma, nothing’s going to happen tonight. Let’s just go to bed.” He stretched out feelings his long legs make his toes reach the ends of the sofa uncomfortably.
“Get off the sofa then, we’re not sleeping together here. We’ll go grab the bed. It’s big enough for the two of us anyways.” Pi still wasn’t sure why he had bought a bed so big, there was something liberating about sleeping in such a huge bed of course but there was also something incredibly lonely about sleeping on a King sized mattress completely alone.

Pi had just about trudged himself up and he was ready to yell at his friend when he saw an image on the screen and couldn’t help but squint lightly. The girl was smiling brightly, hair done up in a large pouf and a high ponytail, in a lacy black dress, bright red mouth parted in a way that screamed come and “ well “ do horrible things to me. It was only belatedly his eyes scanned down to her shoes and he saw that her heels that echoed that statement.

“Who is that?” He gulped as he looked at the image before him with a newfound fascination as Toma turned around to grin at his friend arrogantly. In a way he was just happy Pi had shown interest in a girl, but then again “ if he hadn’t shown interest in this particular girl Toma would have shipped him off to the Buddhist Monastery. There would have been no hope of getting Pi back onto that horse he so wanted to avoid called life with relationships.

“That my friend, is Christine Pierce and she just ‘liked’ you.”

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“Hey I never asked you what picture did you use anyways?“ Christine looked over to the laptop to see Ayu grinning back at her innocently.

“Something that got you a lot of hits of course! I needed to test lots of things-“ Ayu giggled behind her hand as she opened up the profile and watched Christine’s face fall.

“AYU! That picture was for a photoshoot that my boss seriously needed me to help with and I look like a total-“

“I know totally makes the slut statement believable doesn’t it?” Ayu cackled loudly and Christine shook her head confused.

“I must have been mentally incapacitated when I agreed to live with you.”

“Indeed you were, you were drunk off three cosmopolitans that I had deliberately bought you and then I popped the question.” Ayu typed away on her keyboard as Christine groaned more, missing all of the action that Ayu was shooting to Mr.AbsBeachHairNotCreepwithaDog.

“Let’s just hope that’s not how I accept a wedding proposal.”

“Please Christine-“ Christine looked at her friend doubtful whether Ayu was actually about to say something nice. “For that you’d need to actually date someone first.” Ayu wasn’t surprised when Christine whacked her arm but she enjoyed it anyways. Theirs had always been the type of relationship that withstood all their jokes and bickering.

And she was going to get Christine together with Mr.AbsBeachHairNotCreepwithaDog

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“And she messages too!” Toma gasped. “She made the first move both times Pi! She must really like you.” Pi looked at Toma confused as his friend grasping the situation explained quickly. “First you like someone, if the person likes you back you can now message- but well- usually the guy messages first I think or at least that’s the way I’ve been doing it. She messaged you first that means you’re someone she’s really interested in-“ Toma waggled his eyebrows at the golden man prize that was seated beside him. “And why wouldn’t she be with that picture I used?”

“You know the more you speak the more gay you get?”

“Fuck off homo.”

“Only if you fuck off with me.”

“Only if Christine’s not available.” At that the boys broke out into snickers together for the first time that night. If nothing else came of this, Toma was just happy he was getting his friend back- piece by piece.

Pi didn’t want to get excited by any of this, it was ridiculous and SO LAME- but okay yeah he was excited whatever. He hadn’t had much to look forward to recently and somehow this whole stupid affair of sleeve dating from the comfort of his own home actually felt like a super safe way for him to actually- well enjoy himself for the first time ever. Just like his therapist said. “Okay okay- what did she say?”

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How are you? Ayu raised an eyebrow, smirking. At least they were starting safe. They must have been pretty serious about being good guys with Christine. Christine was still whining in a corner, which was just as well for Ayu because if the girl realized what she was doing she’d try and stop her.

I was good…but I’ve been a bit better than good since I saw your face ;)

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“Okay…so a little cheesy…but we can work with that.” Toma typed away again. Just a bit?

Beauty is just skin deep after all…to get A LOT deeper you’ll have to do more than impress me with that picture Mr.AbsBeachHairNotCreepwithaDog. “Is it me or does that sound dirty?” Toma frowned as he looked at the screen.

“I’m not sure actually now that you said that-“ Pi frowned back…she could just be talking about skin-

But then she could be talking about something else too.

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Christine’s eyes widened as she glanced over to what Ayu had written on the screen. To get a lot deeper with her?! “Ayu- what are you doing?!”

“Dude nothing, relax. It’s just a robot test okay. It’s a fake profile too.” Ayu lied through her teeth. “I’m just running a test on a fake profile. What do you think of the guy?” If she was going to come up with a lie and try and get Christine to believe it, might as well go all the way right? So she clicked over away from the conversation back to-

“Yamashita Tomohisa…this is your test account?” Christine’s skeptical pout made Ayu giggle nervously.

“Dude of course, that’s totally not a real picture who takes pictures like that- you have to admit he’s cute as hell. Loads of likes potential.” Christine looked towards the picture and shrugged.

“Yeah he’s okay?”

“Just okay?” Ayu practically wanted to squeak. Seriously this was the most perfect man possible to grace her site so far, well barring any of his skeletons, but seriously even Chri couldn’t be this immune to good looks could she? They weren’t important sure but they were god damn well the best bonus ever!

Christine shrugged. “Beauty is only skin deep Ayu…you said it yourself.” She pointed at the conversation. “If he had to be compatible with someone we’d have to test his likability.”

Likability?

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Okay random question…you’re in a fire, you can only save one person. Yourself or your dog. Who do you save?

“What on earth is up with that question?” Toma scrunched up his nose. “That sounds like something I’d hear at an interview. Is there a right answer?” He paused and bit his lip as he looked at Pi who looked excited and grabbed the laptop from his bewildered friend’s hands and pulled it into his own lap.

“Leave this one to a professional of confusing questions, Toma boy.”

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I think I should tell you I don’t actually own a dog, that was a friend’s dog in the picture…and I’d save both of us. I’m a person so I’d save myself and my dog isn’t a person ergo it’s okay to save him too.

“Whoa he caught that? Good for him. So he knows how to pay attention to detail. I like testing this robot.” Christine giggled a little at the prospect of finding a question this pseudo fake man of Ayu’s programming skills wouldn’t be able to answer. “How did you figure out how to program a real person anyways?”

Ayu could only be thankful for her friend’s complete lack of awareness about the intricacies of programming. “Oh you know…a little flash, some java, throw in some CSS yada yada blah blah.” That was all garbage but Christine bought it and Ayu could only smile on as Christine grabbed the laptop and pulled it into her own nested position.

What the hell, she could have some fun fake testing a dating robot couldn’t she?

You were testing me weren’t you?

He figured that out too. She turned to look at Ayu impressed as she typed out her next response.

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I was…you passed. Want to try the next test?

“Only if you get a reward!” Toma pouted. “This is such hard work!”

But despite agreeing with Toma, he didn’t mind so much. It was fun playing this twisted game with Christine where she apparently figured out if he was worthy of her attention.

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And what test is that?

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Well if I tell you it won’t be any fun. So just answer the next question…you’re going to piss your pants.

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Well this is interesting…I don’t think such conversations come up often when you’re online dating.

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I’m trying to throw you a curve ball robot…prove you’re fake!

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I’m as real as the heart beating away in your chest as you read these words.

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Wow…who’s feeding you these lines?

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“God Toma! Why-!"

“She likes cheesy trust me! Why else would she say that shit at the beginning!” Toma squealed as Pi quickly typed out a response.

Thank you, I’ll take that as a compliment.

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Anyways! You’re going to piss your pants..IF you don’t get to the washroom.

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Well that’s a relief.

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But your girlfriend needs you to open the door for a FedEx shipment. What are you going to do?

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Pissing my pants is not an option here.

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Well that’s a relief.

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So I’d probably just make a run for it, keep him knocking and somehow figure it out.

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Not bad…could be better but not bad.

“You made him well Ayu.” Christine giggled as she saw her friend’s frame hunched over herself. Ayu was starting to understand why Christine wasn’t going on dates yet. Did she grill every guy she met with ridiculous scenarios that made no sense?

“You come up with the weirdest stuff Christine.”

“Thank you I’ll take that as a compliment!”

“It’s at this point “ I should go to bed.” Ayu figured sooner or later Christine was going to figure out this guy was not a robot at all and when she did Ayu did not want to be awake for it. She needed to be alive to train that guy who was coming in the morning…she couldn’t very well be alive if Christine figured out she was setting her up with the cutest guy who had ever come on her site.

“Go go, I’m going to have a bit more fun with your laptop if you don’t mind.” Ayu couldn’t help but smile a little at Christine’s expression. She looked like a 12 year old girl talking to a guy she was interested in but never figured out how to approach in person.

“Break it and die. Otherwise have fun.” Christine turned to blow Ayu a good night kiss but the girl had already disappeared off to her bedroom, so she brightened the screen of the laptop and settled herself into the couch comfortably. She was just about to put her earphones in when she heard Ayu’s voice holler from the bedroom. “And remember! No porn! Or webcam porn either for that matter!”

“Shut up Ayu!” She yelled back laughing as she turned on the latest Green Day album and got ready to talk properly to Yamashita Tomohisa.

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Yamashita Tomohisa: So how come you’re on this site?
Christine Pierce: Ah well…you know, friend forced me to sign up regular bull. You?
Yamashita Tomohisa: Is it lame if I say the same? He’s actually hear beside me.
Christine Pierce: Man she really put a lot of detail into this whole site didn’t she?
Yamashita Tomohisa: Yeah, I guess so- what do you do for a living?
Christine Pierce: Ah I’m a photography assistant. I work at Vinoodh Matadin’s LA branch.
Yamashita Tomohisa: The Dutch fashion photographer?
Christine Pierce: Wow…you know your stuff.
Yamashita Tomohisa: Must be nice being Wikipedia.
Christine Pierce: Cheater.
Yamashita Tomohisa: You’ll be happy to know that in fact that is the only place I ever cheat.
Christine Pierce: Somehow that does kind of make me happy, you sound so perfect..
Yamashita Tomohisa: That dog isn’t mine remember?
Christine Pierce: Minor flaw :)


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Despite himself, Pi felt his heart swell a little reading the words. Sure Christine didn’t really know him that well, they had really just exchanged about 50 or so lines of completely non-verbal text to each other but she still made him happy by saying that.

He looked down at his thigh, which was currently occupied by Toma’s drooling head. He was kind of happy he let Toma create the site profile for him otherwise he wasn’t sure if he’d be on the site.

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Yamashita Tomohisa: Thanks
Yamashita Tomohisa: But isn’t this site all about people’s flaws?
Christine Pierce: It is.
Christine Pierce: Ayu figures there’s too much lying in the world why do people lie in relationships too.
Yamashita Tomohisa: Not a bad philosophy to live by.
Christine Pierce: So you’re hiding something too then?


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Christine wasn’t sure why she’d asked it, it wasn’t like the robot would actually have something he was hiding.

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Yamashita Tomohisa: I am. Aren’t you?
Christine Pierce: I am.
Yamashita Tomohisa: Isn’t it recommended that we be ‘open’
Christine Pierce: Only on dates…that’s how you earn your honest quotient.
Yamashita Tomohisa: Christine Pierce, I know we’ve barely met and skyping would probably be a better option but would you like to go out with me?
Christine Pierce: Really?
Yamashita Tomohisa: If you’d like to…yes, really.


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Christine’s eyes widened as she read the message and immediately turned back around as if expecting Ayu to pop up from the back and laugh at her. She’d kind of imagined that Ayu was the one writing these messages back to her but no one was there. She’d realized that he wasn’t really sounding like a robot when he’d started talking about the site itself…a bot would have known stuff about it already. Ayu was efficient.

So here she was gulping at the screen, it was just her, the silent buzzing of the laptop and this question.

Did she want to go out on a date with this guy “ Yamashita Tomohisa?

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Christine Pierce: Yeah I would.
Yamashita Tomohisa: :)


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