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Right, so it was time for Tara and Kennedy to have an Official Date (TM). And to make it extra-exciting, they were even leaving the island. Tara was having an embarrassingly hard time remembering the last time she did that. (She didn't count Azarath.)
It was neat. Overwhelming. There were people out here -- people Tara didn't see every single day. And cars. And a trolley car to sit in right inside the restaurant.
Really, between all of that and the girl across the table from her, Tara was counting this as a succesful date even before she looked at the menu.
"How bad would it be," she asked, "if I just got appetizers and dessert?"
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brat_intraining. NFB due to distance.]
It was neat. Overwhelming. There were people out here -- people Tara didn't see every single day. And cars. And a trolley car to sit in right inside the restaurant.
Really, between all of that and the girl across the table from her, Tara was counting this as a succesful date even before she looked at the menu.
"How bad would it be," she asked, "if I just got appetizers and dessert?"
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brat_intraining. NFB due to distance.]
