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"Uhh, go for it...?"
“…”
He sat blankly, waiting
"You not gonna try?"
“I I’m scared…n nh,..eh fuck it”
He slowly gets up, sitting at the bar
"Don't be."
North: Can i get you anything, sweetheart? Something to eat, drink?
“J just u uhm…a b beer…a and uhm… m maybe y your number…”
North: Okay, a beer and, m..my w..what?!
“n number…b because y you’re a awefully b beautiful miss-“
His voice was shaking and it was clear he was nervous
She blushed a little.
"U..uhm, Thank you, but. I dunno..- S..sure, I g..guess..?"
She began writing it down, giving it to him and his beer.
"T..there you go! E..enjoy!"
