On a side note: That was a beautiful movie.
I don’t know. He won’t tell me, but that would be pretty awesome if it was.
I know. I think we’re the subject of Nicholas Sparks’s next novel. Taco gets hit by a truck at the end spoiler alert
…… is it a taco truck…?
Tacos are a really important part of my life, Ro. I don’t think you understand. They were my first love.
That’s so romantic.
IT’S TACO TUESDAY TODAY MOTHERFUCKERSSSS!
KNEW IT! That’s like the freaking bat signal for a Jim.
Taco Tuesday is like a weekly holiday, let’s be real here.
I finally got one. I didn’t think my schedule was going to allow for it so I was pleasantly surprised.
The song that filtered between the people around them did nothing to pull Rafiki’s attention from the beauty in front of him. With the focus he had on her, he could see her slight hesitation as her brain worked on a reply.
Even the sight of her biting her lip captivated him. He didn’t even really know the girl, but he found himself simply wanting more. Another taste of her presence, anything.
Her question earned a laugh in response as he shook his head. “I’m actually surprised that I’m talking to you right now. I barely talk to my cat, much less beautiful women.” He gave her a full grin then, not tearing his attention away. “I’m about as smooth as a box of tacks.”
When she finally gathered her skirt, Rafiki’s nervous heart jumped, and if it were entirely possible, it would have been on the floor. “Well,” He started. “Let’s go.”
He followed after her, hand wrapped loosely around hers as they exited the party, and with another smile, he turned to face her, walking backwards the entire way.
"This is much better, if I may say so myself. Not to insult your party or anything. As I told you in there, I’m not much of a people person." He chuckled then, looking down before looking back up at her almost immediately.
"Are you sure those shoes aren’t going to kill your feet out here?"
She walked in silence until he brought up his cat. She winced slightly and then teased, “Oooh. A cat person. Shame. I’ve got a Great Dane in the dorm room.” She watched him as he grinned at her, his smile taking up his entire face. It was radiant and she forgot that she was going to continue to tease. “smooth as a box of tacks….” She shifted closer as he began to walk facing her, drawn in by what he was saying. “You seem pretty smooth to me. Care to explain that?” She laughed softly and shook her head as a blast of cool air blew into her face, sending stray curls flying around the edges of her mask.
She looked over at him and laughed then. “It is. Honestly, I wasn’t planning on going but my best friend insisted. I was supposed to meet him downstairs but I feel like he won’t mind me skipping out on him given the circumstances.” She watched him look down and then look back up at her and it was only then that she remembered she was wearing heels. “Won’t be a problem. The dress is probably what’ll get me. I’ll just have to hold it up.” She shifted the wad of material. “You don’t mind me showing some leg do you?” She almost regretted the flirting but really, no one would know who she was and Phil well… he couldn’t care less what she would do when they weren’t together.
She quickly looked away then. “Sorry. I don’t even know you. I should really watch my mouth.” She dropped the dress some and continued walking. “So, where do you want to go, stranger?”
Taco Tuesday is tomorrow, friend. Hang in there.
Be careful. Taco Tuesday is how you summon Jim. Not sure if you’re ready for that excitement.
It’s just very formal. I feel like it would sound like I were scolding you if I used it. It’s a very nice name, though. I’m sure your middle name is also nice.
I don’t really do anything specific besides paint. Actual paint, ketchup, food dye, Taco Bell sauce- you name it, I’ve probably used it as a media.
It is. And its technically Aurora-Rose. Like… I’m five foot three. My full name’s bigger than I am.
Wow. That’s impressive. PLUS… it made me very hungry.