“ Sorry, man. Wouldn’t say you’re her type.
Not like I’d be hip to setting anything up
like that, anyway. I mean, I’m getting kinda
rickety here and I still can’t pin down the
thought of anything serious, and—like,
what are you, fifteen? Sixteen? Can’t
believe that’s still relatable.”
Then why the hell would you get my hopes up, jackass?
Whatever, doesn’t matter. Still plenty of fish in the sea so
I’m not going to get worked up over one of them when
there is like a school ready to swim my way.
And of course its relatable. Soon as you hit those double digits
the opposite (or same) sex starts looking appealing to you. Even
if it is just for holding hands and sharing your first kiss on the
swings like some corny first love music video. I don’t know if
you’re that old to even remember it I mean if you are you look
pretty good for your age but hell I heard Asgardians live pretty
much forever and they’re pretty good looking too I guess.