Oh god, she really wished he wasn't a nice guy and run after her. It appears he's exactly like that. She was stopped mid-way in her running by him. She couldn't even look at him, she kept her head either turned in the opposite direction or downward. Etoile shakes her head."No...um, I don't know about it." Right now she was making a mental fist at her father. Damn him for being over protective of her.
It appears her parents kept her out of the dark on certain matters."Sorry, hehe, uh..." She was down right nervous and embarassed. Should she even mentioned that was her first kiss? It's even sadder, because she's already in her twenties.
She was still blushing, right up to the tips of her ears. She heard cookie dough mentioned. Which would be her guilty pleasure. She perked up a little, still did her best to avoid eye contact with him."O-okay...cookie dough sounds good."
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