[It's normal for guys to talk about their girlfriends. Ain... didn't go to public school... where that usually happens... but he's heard it in the streets growing up from before Ishmael controlled half of the fucking city and rather was relegated to a tiny city block as an inconsequential cult leader (or rather, at the time as far as Ain's bias window heard it, the Ishmaels were "an insignificant religious family"). He is well aware that they are now a mafia family, but he thinks they're the good guys because of all the good work they do for the people.
Ain's worldview is coloured only in blacks and whites, clearly. Like, yeah, mafias are going to do good for the surrounding community in certain ways, otherwise they move on from "mafia" to "comic book supervillain organization", and how do you get more mafia members if you don't convince the people of your cause anyway? The Ishmael Family are the "white" to the world's "black" as far as Ain is concerned.
Anyway, back to the point: Ain has heard this is a normal male conversation to have. It does not stop his face from getting a little red, and suddenly he looks down into the mess of half-melted whipped cream in his glass.]
I don't. My brothers harp on me a lot for it. I'm sure there's... some girl out there for me. [lol] Probably, maybe. Haha, it's a little embarrassing to talk about, but I've never even gone steady with a girl before. I went to an all-boys Catholic school [oh honey] and between you and me, a lot of the boys liked to sneak off to the all-girls school next door and chase skirts, but I was never like that.
[Looks up. Makes direct eye contact with Wolfwood's titties... looks back down into his glass. Ain shrugs a shoulder.]
I'm twenty-three. I have time. Besides, dating while I'm in school always sounded like too much work, moreso now that I'm doing my residency.
[How many excuses can he come up with as to why he's never even thought about kissing a girl, one wonders...]
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Date: 2024-02-07 12:03 am (UTC)Ain's worldview is coloured only in blacks and whites, clearly. Like, yeah, mafias are going to do good for the surrounding community in certain ways, otherwise they move on from "mafia" to "comic book supervillain organization", and how do you get more mafia members if you don't convince the people of your cause anyway? The Ishmael Family are the "white" to the world's "black" as far as Ain is concerned.
Anyway, back to the point: Ain has heard this is a normal male conversation to have. It does not stop his face from getting a little red, and suddenly he looks down into the mess of half-melted whipped cream in his glass.]
I don't. My brothers harp on me a lot for it. I'm sure there's... some girl out there for me. [lol] Probably, maybe. Haha, it's a little embarrassing to talk about, but I've never even gone steady with a girl before. I went to an all-boys Catholic school [oh honey] and between you and me, a lot of the boys liked to sneak off to the all-girls school next door and chase skirts, but I was never like that.
[Looks up. Makes direct eye contact with Wolfwood's titties... looks back down into his glass. Ain shrugs a shoulder.]
I'm twenty-three. I have time. Besides, dating while I'm in school always sounded like too much work, moreso now that I'm doing my residency.
[How many excuses can he come up with as to why he's never even thought about kissing a girl, one wonders...]