[He takes her hand rather reluctantly, as things could be worse. They could be significantly better, however, and he thinks about all the potentially hot people he could be holding hands with right now instead. Unbeknownst to him, his mental gymnastics are being broadcasted without his permission, but luckily for Susie it's a short list, including: hot person #1,hot person #2, aaaand...
Somebody he's already held hands with. His thoughts linger on the third individual for quite sometime.]
Well, this is a weird first date.
[The whispers from the darkness are worse.
"Let go.
Let go or you'll lose your hand."]
Am I even allowed to make that joke? Holy shit. How old are you?
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Somebody he's already held hands with. His thoughts linger on the third individual for quite sometime.]
Well, this is a weird first date.
[The whispers from the darkness are worse.
"Let go.
Let go or you'll lose your hand."]
Am I even allowed to make that joke? Holy shit. How old are you?