For Belgium

[deutschemann]

[He arrived an hour early before the promised time despite spending all night reading on manuals about what to do on dates. He's learned from his past experiences and made sure the books he got had some credibility. So now he's wearing something comfortable and less formal. Just a simple brown coat, beige dress shirt, light brown slacks, and clean cut loafers.]

[He's also holding a small present which he keeps inside his pants pocket for later. No flowers, nothing too big. He wouldn't want to give too much of an impression. No, never again. Hopefully, this time it would go well without any misunderstandings.]

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[bellabelgium]

[ He... is such a trooper. He did all of that for her, to make sure she had a good time and that she would be impressed with him. It's all very sweet. ]

No. You didn't.

[ She reaches over for his hand, lacing her fingers in his and giving him a gentle tug towards her. Once he's close enough she leans up to press a kiss to his cheek. ]

Let's keep going. We can talk more, I promise. Ask all the questions you want.

[ But there is another field trip group coming and she doesn't want to talk with him in the midst of a loud third grade class. ]

[deutschemann]

[He quickly moves back after feeling her soft lips on his cheek and jolts up to his feet.]

What was that for?! You should save those kinds of things during the right moment! Don't just recklessly give them away!

[He scolds her a little softly. There's greeting kisses, but this felt different. After all, she wasn't greeting him!]

Let's move on before we end up getting distracted again! It should be good for lunch soon, so let's finish exploring this place. We have 5 more tanks to experience!

[He turns his face away to stroke the cheek where she kissed up, muffling his mouth from making any other embarrassing expressions. He trudges past a row of students, his hand tightly curled around hers.]