> Rose and John: go out for a walk.

numburonepranksturrr:

oh, no, not cool! i can’t ask for you to pay for me, rose.

You shake your head so furiously you can swear you feel your ebony locks whipping across your face. If there was one thing your dad taught you, it was to be courteous and polite to women. And that meant paying for them. You just couldn’t imagine otherwise!

i was totally looking forward to paying. it’s ok. and really? that’s good. i totally believe in you. i’d love to be of more help but uh…

You laugh nervously. You can’t remember the last time you even thought of school.

John, there’s no need to be old-fashioned.  I can easily afford paying for both of us if you’d have to stretch your money in order to afford it.

You slip out your wallet discreetly and check how much money you had with you, deciding it was plenty for today.  With a casual motion, you slide it back into your bag, paying attention to your cane once again.

It’s okay, John.  Calm down.  I’m doing fine with things as they are.