She honestly didn't think that Gator of all men would actually take her out on a real date. It's a bit weird and Nancy finds herself a little anxious. Gator seems the type to not work for a relationship, he's more sex and move on.
Or maybe Nancy assumed wrong?
Her cheeks are a soft pink as he pinks her up and they have yet to fade due to his well mannered charm.
Those bright eyes roll at his comment as both settle at the table. ]
[ the steakhouse is done up - there's scenery, a little lumberjack village between the gap in tables, left to right. it's a nice place, fun, and he gazes at nancy from across the table. he smiles, slow and lazy, before he leans forward, voice dropping. ]
Ain't no catch. It's just us.
[ he promises, a nod of his chin, before the server comes over. gator orders his beverage - a beer, a glass of water - before they turn to nancy. gator's a tillman, so therefore everyone in town knows not to fuck with him, especially in a setting like this. he's a guest, and they're entitled to whatever they want. ]
[Something about this little date still feels off. Maybe it's just Nancy feeling anxious and out of place. She knows Gator's reputation, how a simple dinner can't really be his scene and yet-
There he sits. As charming as a goddamn snake in a beautiful garden. Calm and well collected. It causes Nancy's heart to skip a few beats as her pink cheeks grow warmer.
She hates how nice this is. Seeing him in a softer light instead of under his father's thumb. Controlled and vile.
She very softly orders a water before bright eyes flicker back up to Gator. ]
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Omg this bitch
She honestly didn't think that Gator of all men would actually take her out on a real date. It's a bit weird and Nancy finds herself a little anxious. Gator seems the type to not work for a relationship, he's more sex and move on.
Or maybe Nancy assumed wrong?
Her cheeks are a soft pink as he pinks her up and they have yet to fade due to his well mannered charm.
Those bright eyes roll at his comment as both settle at the table. ]
What's the catch ?
you know he had to do it to em.
Ain't no catch. It's just us.
[ he promises, a nod of his chin, before the server comes over. gator orders his beverage - a beer, a glass of water - before they turn to nancy. gator's a tillman, so therefore everyone in town knows not to fuck with him, especially in a setting like this. he's a guest, and they're entitled to whatever they want. ]
Go on, now, there's a lot to choose from.
Mhmm.
There he sits. As charming as a goddamn snake in a beautiful garden. Calm and well collected. It causes Nancy's heart to skip a few beats as her pink cheeks grow warmer.
She hates how nice this is. Seeing him in a softer light instead of under his father's thumb. Controlled and vile.
She very softly orders a water before bright eyes flicker back up to Gator. ]
You come here often?