Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-24012109-20140610165105/@comment-24012109-20140612005103

"Well, eh, that's good then.", he said, rubbing his forehead with his fingers. Looking down at the menu, there was all sorts of things he could order, but nothing really stood out for him.

''What, does she like, hate me or something? Ehh. I actually am kind of tired...just mentally. Aaaah, I really do not feel like thinking.''

He shook his head, as if getting over a nasty hangover, groaning a little. Truth be told, maybe it was a hangover. More likely, his teammate creased him. It exhausted his normally calmed mind. She really was learning to get under his skin. Yet, he kind of liked that. The waitress came to the booth, all peppy and happy.

"Hello you two, may I ask for your orders?"

"Hello, may I order a Tramezzino with Cibatta bread, please?"

"What do you mean, sir?"

....of course she doesnt know....eh, can't be helped.

"Sorry, I mean to say a Panini with some Water as a drink."