[If Dirk was 18, that'd be a whole different ball game.]
hahaha whats alt me like btw i mean she mustve had a bpretty different clife compared to mine so i guess im curious for all i know she might be the better of the wote of us *two i can make something and talk nbd
[Hopefully by the time he turns eighteen, things will have been sorted out so she won't end up hitting on him.]
I don't know if I'd say better. Different doesn't mean one of you is worse. She's drunk basically all the fucking time, because of some perceived passive-aggressive battle with her mother. But she's damn brilliant despite that. A great hacker. She got lonely, but who the fuck wouldn't, growing up in a situation like ours. There's a lot of things I wish I could do for her that I can't. She deserves a lot of things that I can't give her.
hey heyyy dirk as long as u r her friend and ur r there for her when she rlyh needs u then uve already given her a lot uve given her the best thing imagingable i mean man it mightve been so much differnt for me if id had someone i considered a best friend sure i had a lota friends cuz im a lpretty sociable person but there was nobody close enough that id call when i needed a shoulder to cryu on or to help me pick up the pieces when i had to breakup w/ somebody or to hepl me when i started drinkng or to vent at when raising rosie got to be too much for one gal to handle so even if u cant give her anything else u can at least give her all that
if i had u for a bff when i was a kid all platonic and shit that wouldve been wotrh more to me than having u as a bf and losing u 4ever but im not her so i cant say anything that might help still i think she appreciates who u r and what u do for her already more than u might think maybe its already enough for her b/c she knows she cant get that from u ur a rly rly good kid dirky and im betting ur the best frined anybody could ever ask for
You can handle yourself enough to text comprehensibly, and you weren't talking about taking a walk off a pier, for all the good that would do. I won't say I was too worried, but I'm glad you have them. And I'd bet that even if they aren't as close to you as Roxy is to me, they could come to be. Even if adult me is a dick.
[ As it's been a while since she's talked to Dirk, Valeria is opting for voice over text. It's a bit more personal in her opinion and it makes all the difference. To her, anyway. ]
Hey, Dirk. This is Valeria. We haven't spoken in a while, so I figured I'd drop you a line and see what's going on on your end. I trust you're well? Get back to me when you've got a moment. I should be aro --
[ That sure is the sound of a crash. ] -- around. I'll talk to you soon!
[It doesn't take long for this to get a response, it happens a few minutes after Valeria's is sent. Dirk even opts for voice to return the message.]
Yo. Guess you'll have to get back to me when you have a moment, on this one.
Not bad. Got my second badge, a couple eggs from the con, getting a team ready to go up against the gym here in Goldenrod. Anything in particular bring this up?
Alright so it's been long enough for the two of us to cool down and think about our actions. Mainly, it's been long enough for ME to think about MY actions, and you know what? I realized that I was areal fuckin' shit to you. So I think it's time we settled this and either start over, or at least declare a truce. Not really sure which'd be easier at this point, but something's gotta give. So I'm gonna take the opportunity to say that I'm sorry for the stuff I've done and for being a gigantic asswaffle. I never should've questioned your sexuality or meddled in your shit like I did. Munchlax or not, that wasn't cool. I'm hoping that we can start over or something because I'm getting real sick of this retarded little game we have going. Ain't no reason we can't get along. But it's up to you, ball's in your court. Either way, I'm sorry.
[And to prove his seriousness, he's even using proper grammar and shit for once in his life. Man, this took a whole lot of swallowing his pride and actually examining his actions to see just where he went wrong and why. Apologies are hard, but this one was deserved.]
Hey dirk! Do you have a minute of free time to spare for me? Id like to talk to you if uh. If thats cool. And. Stuff. Um. Actually. Can we meet up somewhere? Uhhhhh... Oh! The top of the department store would be good! I mean im already there and all and uh. Well. I mean this is saying youve got a free moment to spare in the first place and if not then i can totally make arrangements for later to talk and all!
[No, not nervous at all. Not suspicious, either. And it's certainly not making Dirk himself the slightest bit nervous.]
Sure, I can spare the time. I've got no important shit to do at the moment. Be there in a few.
[It's not a lie, but he would probably even leave work for this. True to his word, it doesn't take him long to get to the department store and come up to the roof, hands in his pockets as he feigns nonchalance.]
[Some days, Jake feels that throwing himself in front of a bus and suffering from broken bones while under the care of the Pokemon Center's staff for a long time is preferable to the severe twisting of his insides as he waits for Dirk to arrive. He's gone over two dozen possible things to say in as many seconds and discarded them all.
Hell, he can't even contain this light blush that refuses to leave his cheeks alone.
Jake's leaning against the fence surrounding the perimeter of the rooftop, thinking about all of this and trying to steady his nerves, and then the object of said nerves enters the scene and somehow scares the shit out of him. Just a little, though. He grins tentatively at his friend.]
Ahoy, Dirk! Er, how are you this afternoon?
[Can he kick himself? That's literally the lamest thing he could ever ask first.]
[For all that he manages to, Dirk isn't intending to startle Jake this time. At certain times, he would, because he still needs to keep Jake sharp, but not at a time like this. Not if it's what he thinks it is.
Especially not when it looks like Jake's blushing.]
Okay. I don't have anything that needs doing. For once.
[Dirk is increasingly nervous through the time it takes for Jake to work himself up to actually saying anything. Because the more Jake waffles on this, the more it seems like he's actually working himself up to say no.
But of course he isn't. And to think, he's actually worried that Dirk might not be interested any more. Dirk can't keep in the smile. He's not trying very hard to, though. He's wanted this to happen for so long, and it's nice. There will be consequences. There will be things that need to be worked out.
For now, though, hell yes, he's got himself a boyfriend.]
[Wow, why can't he stop grinning? There's still some shyness, but it's mostly very happy.]
Then, I think I'd like to take you up on that date you were talking about when we were in Azalea! I just need a time and place, unless you're going to escort me there.
[Which is going to probably have to happen if they're in Goldenrod at the time of the date. Fuck Goldenrod, it's the worst city.]
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