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Log: Complete
When; Feb 6th, evening
Rating; G
Characters; Anita![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
invisible_anita and Jeager german_beefcake
Summary; After mustering up some courage, Jeager asks Anita to dinner. Congrats, Jeager! This is your third date!
Log;
Jeager couldn't believe he had actually asked Anita out to dinner. He was a bit date/love/sex stupid, but he was slowly learning. Ever since Mars had put up that embarrassing ad, Jeager began to feel a bit more confident about himself. And what better way to show off ones masculinity then to take a lovely lady out to dinner?
At about 4:50PM, he left his apartment and headed over to Anita's, going through his usual line of thoughts; I hope she won't be bored. What if I offend her? What if she doesn't enjoy herself? Am I dressed alright?
His clothes were nothing fancy. Just a simple pair of jeans and a dark green sweater, a brown trench coat, along with his trade-mark collar and brooch. He had brushed his hair, but the wind had messed it up again. Not that it was extremely noticeable.
Jeager shook his head, trying not to think such nerve-wrecking thoughts as he arrived at Anita's apartment. He took a deep breath, clutched his skull brooch for a moment, then knocked on the door.
Rating; G
Characters; Anita
invisible_anita and Jeager german_beefcakeSummary; After mustering up some courage, Jeager asks Anita to dinner. Congrats, Jeager! This is your third date!
Log;
Jeager couldn't believe he had actually asked Anita out to dinner. He was a bit date/love/sex stupid, but he was slowly learning. Ever since Mars had put up that embarrassing ad, Jeager began to feel a bit more confident about himself. And what better way to show off ones masculinity then to take a lovely lady out to dinner?
At about 4:50PM, he left his apartment and headed over to Anita's, going through his usual line of thoughts; I hope she won't be bored. What if I offend her? What if she doesn't enjoy herself? Am I dressed alright?
His clothes were nothing fancy. Just a simple pair of jeans and a dark green sweater, a brown trench coat, along with his trade-mark collar and brooch. He had brushed his hair, but the wind had messed it up again. Not that it was extremely noticeable.
Jeager shook his head, trying not to think such nerve-wrecking thoughts as he arrived at Anita's apartment. He took a deep breath, clutched his skull brooch for a moment, then knocked on the door.