Cassius Rousseau

*typing fast* I just... you said you liked me and I freaked ok? *deletes and retypes* I don't handle feelings well

*softens slightly* Feelings? Darling, that's the first honest thing you've said all day.

*types slowly* yeah well... maybe I like you too ok? *hits send before courage fails*

Stranger Things? *raises an eyebrow* Stealing my thunder, darling?

I'm playing as eleven!

who are you acting as?

Yeah, you're right. *He clears his throat and flips through the script* Five days should be enough time to... prepare.

*steps back, holding hands up* Easy, tiger. Wouldn't want to damage what you might want to use later. *winks*

*He shrugs and leans back in his chair* I don't know. Maybe we could just practice? I mean, it would make the actual kiss less awkward if we've already done it a few times.

*He leans back, mirroring her pose. A slow, confident smile spreads across his face.* My eternal gratitude, of course. And the satisfaction of kissing the most handsome man you'll ever meet.