( it might be a stupid question, but at least it's a well-intentioned one. )
he met you there? as in, 'hey, i'm bored, let's get a drink' or 'i'd like to take you out for a drink, i'll meet you at eight?'
( she knows exactly one boy in sansa's age range with the smooth moves and a penchant for mahogany. if she's right... well, at least sansa has good taste. )
there weren't any drinks involved. he had me meet him
there before it opened so he could show me the piano because i told him i
liked to play the harp.
( that? is a surprise. but she can work with that. )
idk how you expected me to know that when you dress like you're going to my grandma's first slumber party in the 1950s
( aka like a nun. )
look not all guys just want to fuck you and move on baby's a really good guy
i mean, he's one of my best friends and he'll totally make you breakfast if you ask just give me a heads up so i can make sure i drag robbie out of the house so you have some privacy
i was married to the bastard of the dreadfort. he asserted his rights thoroughly enough. i'm not a virgin, no matter how i dress.
( Is dry resignation something that can be communicated over text? Sansa isn't certain of that but Kimberly is one of three people to know she'd ever been married. )
what if i never want to? i don't like it. going to bed, not breakfast. i like breakfast fine.
then don't do it i mean, i like it, but you don't have to nobody should make you do anything you don't want to do, and if they try, tell them to go fuck themselves
( she doesn't know what the bastard of the anything is, but she knows enough to assume the kind of shit she's talking about. and she's not here for that. )
i don't know about your bastard but high school guys suck at getting girls off so i can totally understand if it wasn't any good for you but it doesn't have to suck if you find the right partner
( this is a really weird way to compliment your boyfriend but... when in cadelle? )
it hurts and i hate it and i don't know if i could do it again even if he wanted to - right partner or not. i would rather kiss him. why don't men like kissing?
( she's not even dating him, even. somebody needs to explain to sansa the difference between 'hanging out' and 'dating' and 'hooking up'. somebody who's not kimberly hart. )
i'll talk to him for you and let you know but we're going to get you in some shorts before you guys hang out again
because you're not going to get a boy to kiss you in my grandma's nightgown, sansa you don't have to dress like a hooker but you have to dress the part
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he met you there?
as in, 'hey, i'm bored, let's get a drink'
or 'i'd like to take you out for a drink, i'll meet you at eight?'
( she knows exactly one boy in sansa's age range with the smooth moves and a penchant for mahogany. if she's right... well, at least sansa has good taste. )
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there weren't any drinks involved. he had me meet him there before it opened so he could show me the piano because i told him i liked to play the harp.
is that a date?
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he told me his name was baby. i met him at ice bowling.
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i know him
he's very good at making breakfast :)
when are you going out with him next?
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i'm not sure. should i ask him to make me breakfast? he would have to wake up very early to come over and make breakfast.
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you have breakfast the morning after, sansa
like if you hook up with him
( but this is sansa we're talking about... )
or if you stay over on the couch, which is totally also an option
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are you suggesting he would want to assert marital rights with me and make me breakfast afterward?
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if anybody tries to assert ANYthing with you, kick them in the literal balls and get the fuck out
baby's a good guy
you can totally hold hands with him
and if he does anything funny at all i'll kick his ass for you
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( Sansa rubs her temples for a moment and tries to deal with the fact that apparently she's in over her head. Hmm. )
is he still going to want to make me breakfast if i don't go to bed with him?
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idk how you expected me to know that when you dress like you're going to my grandma's first slumber party in the 1950s
( aka like a nun. )
look
not all guys just want to fuck you and move on
baby's a really good guy
i mean, he's one of my best friends
and he'll totally make you breakfast if you ask
just give me a heads up so i can make sure i drag robbie out of the house so you have some privacy
( #girlpower )
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( Is dry resignation something that can be communicated over text? Sansa isn't certain of that but Kimberly is one of three people to know she'd ever been married. )
what if i never want to? i don't like it. going to bed, not breakfast. i like breakfast fine.
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i mean, i like it, but you don't have to
nobody should make you do anything you don't want to do, and if they try, tell them to go fuck themselves
( she doesn't know what the bastard of the anything is, but she knows enough to assume the kind of shit she's talking about. and she's not here for that. )
i don't know about your bastard but high school guys suck at getting girls off
so i can totally understand if it wasn't any good for you
but it doesn't have to suck if you find the right partner
( this is a really weird way to compliment your boyfriend but... when in cadelle? )
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i can tell you from experience that baby likes kissing
you can figure out the rest when or if you feel up to figuring it out
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but i don't remember, tbh
( it was a while ago, to be fair. )
i don't usually wait for a guy to kiss me if i'm interested, but that's just me
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to both questions
it'll be really fucking weird for both of you if you kiss him and you don't want to, though
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i still say you should just do it
but i could ask him for you, if you want
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i think marriage was easier. at least then i knew my station.
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i'll talk to him for you and let you know
but we're going to get you in some shorts before you guys hang out again
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you don't have to dress like a hooker but you have to dress the part
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