Chat up a 15-year-old boy?
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"Hey, shouldn't you be in school by now?" you ask the boy. He is 15, but he is well on his way to becoming a man. He is 5' 9", skinny-yet-toned, with bushy, red hair. His jeans won't let you see what is underneath, but you wouldn't mind fixing that. | "Hey, shouldn't you be in school by now?" you ask the boy. He is 15, but he is well on his way to becoming a man. He is 5' 9", skinny-yet-toned, with bushy, red hair. His jeans won't let you see what is underneath, but you wouldn't mind fixing that. | ||
| - | "Uh, hi," he stammers. | + | "Uh, hi," he stammers. Evidentally, he isn't used to talking to hot women. "Yeah, it's about time to head inside. I'm just putting it off, because I'm dreading my math test." |
Do you: | Do you: | ||
| - | + | *[[Say, "I'm great at math. Come with me for a couple of hours, and I'll make you a pro."?]] | |
| - | [[Say, "I'm great at math. Come with me for a couple of hours, and I'll make you a pro."?]] | + | *[[Say, "I don't blame you. Let's go do something to take your mind off of math."]] |
| - | + | *[[Ignore him and head into the building]] | |
| - | [[Say, "I don't blame you. Let's go do something to take your mind off of math" | + | {{RampageTemplate|who=[[Jessica Jones|Young-Looking, Pretty Mother]]}} |
| - | + | [[Category: Rampage]] | |
| - | [[Ignore him and head into the building | + | |
Current revision as of 03:24, 5 January 2012
"Hey, shouldn't you be in school by now?" you ask the boy. He is 15, but he is well on his way to becoming a man. He is 5' 9", skinny-yet-toned, with bushy, red hair. His jeans won't let you see what is underneath, but you wouldn't mind fixing that.
"Uh, hi," he stammers. Evidentally, he isn't used to talking to hot women. "Yeah, it's about time to head inside. I'm just putting it off, because I'm dreading my math test."
Do you:
- Say, "I'm great at math. Come with me for a couple of hours, and I'll make you a pro."?
- Say, "I don't blame you. Let's go do something to take your mind off of math."
- Ignore him and head into the building
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| Young-Looking, Pretty Mother |
