- Messages
- 90
- Age
- 8/2027
Cato was glad to see Marisol smiled again. Those two girls worth none of Marisol's time. They're both stuck up fools who knows nothing about the real world. In all the sudden, Cato had a stroke of whip cream on his cheek and the gil was giggling. He wiped his whip cream with his index finger and taste it "Sweet" he replied to Marisol's question. Cato had fun with her, she wasn't just a pretty face but she can really entertain others, that seemed to be her nature. "Would you... Consider in... Idon'tknowgoingouttolunchwithmeperhapsIcansetupapicnicoRsomethingthatyoulike" Cato started mumbling and saying things fastly. He was nervous in asking the girl out on a date, he didn't even mention the word date in that heck of a sentence.