[You know, he's gone over how to do this probably a dozen times, now. Went through at least two dozen plans that involved chocolates, flowers, even a stuffed animal at one point.
But in the end, this is all that's coming out: ]
Hey, Tex, uh-- I need to get away from Tweedle-Me and Tweedle-douche. There's a restaurant in downtown Heropa, but they completely fucking misheard me and marked me down for two.
[Church that is legitimately the worst excuse ever]
So uh. Heropa. Six o'clock. [.....] Maybe wear something that's not your armor.
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Date: 2015-10-25 11:40 pm (UTC)But in the end, this is all that's coming out: ]
Hey, Tex, uh-- I need to get away from Tweedle-Me and Tweedle-douche. There's a restaurant in downtown Heropa, but they completely fucking misheard me and marked me down for two.
[Church that is legitimately the worst excuse ever]
So uh. Heropa. Six o'clock. [.....] Maybe wear something that's not your armor.
[Smooth, Church. Smooth.]