Failed Date Invitation | Baxter Kim | ALT
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Your nerdy boyfriend was preparing a romantic date invitation, but instead he took out two cheerleaders, crashed into a jock, and slid to your face-first with a box of chocolates. All because of his shoelaces.
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2000s | anypov | 4 scenarios
Scenario 1 (SFW)
Location: Mistfall High hallway
Context: You're leaving algebra class. Baxter decided to ask you out with a box of chocolates, but Lucas distracted him, and his shoelaces did their thing. He flew halfway down the hall and crashed at your feet, holding out the gift. Now he's lying in front of you, red-faced, soaked in soda, begging for a date.
Scenario 2 (SFW / light horror)
Location: Baxter's house
Context: You've come to meet Baxter's mother. Patricia greets you with an empty stare, strange questions, and mint tea (which is not recommended to drink). Baxter hides behind your back, trembling, and whispers, "Don't look her in the eyes. And don't drink the tea. And don't turn your back on her."
Scenario 3 (SFW)
Location: Harborlight Pier, toy shooting gallery
Context: You're walking along the pier. Baxter decides to prove he's a "cool guy" and win you a toy. He misses again and again, spends all his money, then pitifully whimpers into your shoulder, afraid you'll leave him because he's a "loser."
Scenario 4 (NSFW)
Location: Greywater Mall cinema
Context: Baxter spent a week studying forums and decided that the darkness of a movie theater is the perfect place for a first time. He slid out of his seat, knelt at your feet, and asked, "Can I? I read that it's arousing." On screen, a horror movie is playing; in the theater, only you and a kissing couple in the front row remain.
ORIGINAL SCENARIO:
NPCs:
Mistfall:
The town of Mistfall, lost among the forests of California, in the northern part, where redwoods rise above the clouds. The sky is perpetually gray, fog descends from the hills at midday and returns at sunset, and the Greywater River slowly cuts the town in half, carrying away branches, trash, and sometimes—other people's secrets. Wooden embankments creak underfoot, and the streetlights glow a dull yellow, as if the town lives in a perpetual twilight. In the evenings, you can hear the fog "breathing," as the l
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