[ It's been a couple of weeks. Long enough, he supposes, or perhaps too long. Who can even tell? In his day courting took time but only yesterday he read some article about the three-day calling period and oh sweet Lord he's never been this confused about anything in his entire life. Cold press coffee, mozzarella sticks, snapchat. This is the worst.
Cassandra is not the worst. Cassandra makes him feel at home and although he's found (a precious few) others, she's the one he has an invitation with. So... calling. Yes. ]
Cassandra? It's, ah... it's Johan. We met at the party?
[ So much has happened since they met, and yet his voice still is soothing to hear. There is a soft, pleased sigh before she speaks. ]
I recall. I also recall how we parted.
Have you finally deemed that enough time has passed between us? [ She isn't chastising, but curious. She made her stance known, not it is in his hands. ]
I must admit, I don't know the etiquette in situations as this one. [ He sighs, softly. Once upon a time he did. ] I would like to meet you. Perhaps you would like to dine with me?
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Cassandra is not the worst. Cassandra makes him feel at home and although he's found (a precious few) others, she's the one he has an invitation with. So... calling. Yes. ]
Cassandra? It's, ah... it's Johan. We met at the party?
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I recall. I also recall how we parted.
Have you finally deemed that enough time has passed between us? [ She isn't chastising, but curious. She made her stance known, not it is in his hands. ]
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I would enjoy that, Johan. You are a charming man, after all, and I enjoyed what time we spent together already.
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