Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Nerd Love part V

Fresh installment of Nerd Love for your reading pleasure. I struggled to come up with a good first date idea but I think this played out well. Enjoy and remember always

Nerds Do It Better


(It’s Friday night, Brent is dressed in a tuxedo and is picking up Casey at her apartment. She is wearing an elegant red dress)

Brent: Wow, you look great (he opens the car door for her)

Casey: Thanks (She gets in)

Brent: (begins to drive) I hope you like fun

Casey: Where are we going?

Brent: You’ll see

(after a 10 minute drive Brent pulls into an apartment complex, his.)

Casey: What is this?

Brent: Just follow me (he leads her up the stairs to his apartment, they enter and it is clean with a candle lit on his small kitchen table with two plates, a rose on one)

Casey: This is your apartment

Brent: Yes it is

Casey: You told me to dress formally!

Brent: and you look absolutely stunning

Casey: What are we supposed to eat??

Brent: I have a couple frozen pizzas, pepperoni or sausage?  

Casey: are you kidding?

Brent: I also have both my super Nintendo and N64 set up on the TV.

Casey: …really?

Brent: and Mario kart for both

Casey: …pepperoni

(They are sitting on the floor still in formal wear with plates and crusts next to them playing N64)

Casey: HAHA Eat it!

Brent: What the CRAP woman, you kicked my ass

Casey: Yeah I didn’t get out much as a kid

Brent: Me neither

Casey: Well I have to admit this was pretty fun

Brent: I’m glad, was it fun enough to perhaps do it again

Casey: Perhaps, but I’d prefer to not be in heels next time

Brent: Sorry, I even make my friend Greg wear heels when he comes in here

(Casey shoves him and laughs. She then leans in and kisses him. Brent is shocked and left wide eyed and speechless. Casey lightly slaps his face)

Brent: (brought back to earth) What?

Casey: hehe come on, you have to take me home

Brent: Home. Right yes good.

( the next day Brent enters Variant Lifestyle dancing, poorly)

Gwen: Uh what?

Brent: Last night went awesome

Gwen: Really?! (The both start dancing in a circle, again poorly. Greg enters)

Greg: …I assume by this lack of rhythm clinic you goes are running, things went well last night

Brent: They went better than well if I do say so myself

Gwen: Awesome was the word used I think

Greg: Well now we have to meet her

Brent: and why is that?

Greg: it’s us or your parents

Brent: I think I can manage a meet and greet.

Gwen: Bring her over for dinner tomorrow, I can make my special soup!

Brent and Greg: Great!

Brent: (to Greg) Don’t you fucking let her make that soup, I swear there were raisins in it last time.

Greg: (to Brent) I’m on it.

Gwen: It’s been so long since I got a chance to cook. Greg thinks it is demeaning to all women if I do

Greg: Yep, you shouldn’t have to cook all the meals

Gwen: You never let me cook ANY meals

Greg: I’m VERY forward thinking

Brent: Greg is a good guy, your very lucky to have him blahblahblah ANYWAY I better get going calls to make and so forth (he leaves)

Gwen: What were you guys whispering about

Greg: Football? (Gwen stares) Sex? Football sex? It’s a new fetish apparently, Brent’s girl is into it.

Gwen: Huh. Well I’m off to start my soup preparations. (Gwen leaves)

Greg: …I’m sure that won’t come up.

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