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It's your first time! Whether it's first kiss, first date, or even your first child, your character will be plunged into the nervous or terrifying experience that is their first time.

The list:
1. First kiss. Pucker up!
2. First date. Who's paying? Dinner and a movie, or a night under the stars in the back of your convertible Corvette?
3. First time. You've been together awhile, and it's about time to consummate things.
4. First child. Was it an accident, or planned for? You decide!
5. First Anniversary. You've made it an entire year without killing one another! Time to break open the bubbly.
6. First pet. Dog or cat? Fish tank? Rhinoceros?
7. First house. Apartment in the city, or perfect white picket fenced home! Either way, better make the best of it.
8. First fight. And things had been going so well; is your relationship strong enough to outlast the tiffs?
9. First breakup. But they were your one and only! How will you cope with losing them? How will you ever manage to find another?
10. Make up your own! Or mix and match!

As per usual, the norms apply! Post a comment with your character, and others will use the handy dandy RNG to choose a random scenario, or they'll simply pick one they like! Keep rolling and playing your little hearts out, and enjoy!

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[problems]

[January wonders, is it alright to hold hands? Is that something he can get away with, does he need to ask again? He goes for it, with a loose grip. Purposely not making a big deal out of it. Controlling his burgeoning desire to, to, dissolve or something else that adequately displays his feelings (which are a mixture of paralyzing nerves and what he might classify as happiness) -- he can do that.]

Well--um.

[What to say, what to say...]

I'm sorry. [that's like the third time January] I don't really have an errand to run.

[dugtwograves]

[January, you have literally thrown yourself at him before. Hand holding is probably safe.]

No errand?

[That seemed... pretty damn obvious in retrospect. He wasn't sure whether to be amused or annoyed at himself for how unbelievably dense he'd been. Or he could take a third option and tease January over it a little. Yes, that was the best plan.]

So was this just the only thing you had planned for the day? Or did you have something else in mind? [He grinned.] It is still pretty early. I doubt anyone'll be expecting us back yet.

[problems]

[Throwing himself is a special circumstance, surely, anyway consider that hand held!! The joke is he feels very proud of this hand holding.

January makes a face, that kind of dazed, unsure face he makes when his stranger behaviors are pointed out to him. Is it wrong... to only have planned this... it wasn't really a plan to begin with.]

No, that was it.

[Well, if there's supposed to be a second part, that's more than fine. He taps his cheek with his free hand and considers Things People Do When They're Out.

... Nope, nothing. They already strolled, should they stroll again? He doesn't want to go back so soon-!]

Should I make up an errand?

[dugtwograves]

[Okay, he does laugh a little at that. It was pretty much what he expected, after all.]

Nah, it's fine.

[He stands up, tugging lightly on January's hand. He wasn't really sure what to do next either, but they probably wouldn't figure it out just sitting there.]

Newton's a big enough city, we can find something to do.

[problems]

[And here he was ready to go buy socks. Daughter is better at this. January stands as well, looking at him expectantly. Thanks for taking the lead!!]

Right.

[Although he has one tiny idea. It's a good one, very in depth. He squeezes Daughter's hand, oh the anticipation--]

Are you hungry?

[dugtwograves]

[Squeezing that hand right back- oh man, they are so good at romance. Everyone's gonna be jealous of them.]

Yeah, I could eat. D'you have a place in mind?

[problems]

[Wow that is a really good question. And all the answers have been hand-squeezed right out of him.]

No... Somewhere with dessert?

[The best idea is to start walking anyway and hope a great idea happens to bump into them. Can't stand here all day, let's go let's go.]

[dugtwograves]

Sounds do-able.

[Alright, off they go! Walking back out into the public space. Daughter kind of belatedly realizes how lucky they both were not to have been walked in on earlier.

...No one's staring at them, are they?]

[problems]

[No. Well. Maybe? January is thinking about cake and where one might get some cake. Considering his experience level with social outings, i.e. following people around, often in the dark...]

How long did it take you to get used to Newton? [Perhaps not the first thing that should come to mind when on the search for sweets, but he's curious.] Sometimes I feel like I'll never see all of it.

[dugtwograves]

[Hm. Good thing Daughter can multitask and be overly paranoid, look for a good dessert place, and talk to January at the same time.]

Not that long- though I didn't have a whole lot of choice. [He rolls his eyes.] Even back then Krohiten was making do his work for him.

[problems]

[That's a valuable skill, keep up the good work. January makes a face, that troubled face he makes when he's not sure how he's supposed to react.]

Oh. Was he? That hardly seems appropriate.

[Was it crime and bird feeding. It was crime and bird feeding, wasn't it. A pause.]

Although it isn't surprising...

[dugtwograves]

Seriously. Thank god he doesn't have kids, they'd have never caught a break.

[He perks up a bit, recognizing one of the streets up ahead.]

Hey, I think there's a pretty good pastry place a block or two ahead. Would that be okay?

[problems]

Mm.

[That's his "yeah Krohiten should stick to pets" sound, for the record, because seriously. What's this about pastries -- January cranes his neck a little, trying to scope out this supposed place. From back here.]

-- Okay. Lead the way.

[dugtwograves]

[Can do! It's only a turn or two ahead, won't take them long to get to if he's remembering the area right.]

Are you really not used to the city yet? I kind of assumed you'd have done a lot of traveling. [That's something rich people do, right?]


((ooc: Aaah, sorry my tags have been so slow- been kind of sick the last couple of days. u_u))

[problems]

[Rich people who enjoy life, maybe.]

Well, I don't know it as well as you. Or Yvienne. [Leaving aside that these points of reference are, like, the least fair to himself. Does his historic Newton trivia count? He has so much of that.]

There's more to it than knowing where things are, isn't there? I can read a map.

(ooc: don't worry about it!! hope you're feeling better o/)

[dugtwograves]

Yeah, I guess that's true. [Especially considering how little good maps really did in Newton since all those renovations.

Okay, just gonna take a left at the end of the street here and there it is. It's a pretty small store, but it looks neat and professional. And it makes the surrounding area smell a little like cake, with is always a good thing.]

So, what d'you think? Want to get something here?

[problems]

[It smells delicious. He's already convinced.]

Yes!

[Oh my, is this dating, everyone is going to be so jealous of their cool date. Time to head inside and ogle some cakes. Oooh.]

How many do you want?

[dugtwograves]

[Aw yes. If there is something better to do for a date than buy cake, Daughter sure doesn't know about it.]

Well, we've definitely gotta get something with chocolate. Ah, and their pound cake looks really good too...

[problems]

Get both of them. [Said matter-of-factly. Watch out before he buys the whole selection. There is a delicious little number with berries on top, he points to it.]

That one, too... And the one with the flower...

[Suddenly he looks a bit distraught. Because. There are too many cakes. Someone take decision making away from him.]

[dugtwograves]

[Don't worry, Daughter's on it.]

...I think four is probably enough for two people. [He holds back a joke about buying some for the rest of the school. The risk of January taking it seriously is just too high.] We can always come back another time to try something else anyway.

[problems]

[But but but what if the rest of the class wants a whole cake? Maybe they do!!

No--he's good. Relieved. Is their second totally awesome date going to be ogling more cakes in the same place, really? How... sweet.]

Okay. Four it is. [Let him just point out those cakes again so they can be picked out and paid for. He's already on the eating step, mentally:] Do you want the flower? I don't mind.

[dugtwograves]

Nah, you can have it. You picked it out, after all. [...Wait, is making January buy everything bad boyfriend behavior? It feels a lot like bad boyfriend behavior.] Ah, I have money on me, I can pitch in if you want.

[problems]

[A sudden impasse. January's natural inclination is to spoil the shit out of Daughter, but do cakes not count as part of that?

... Ha ha cakes totally count, don't even try.]

Next time. Dragging you out was my idea, anyway.

[dugtwograves]

Fair enough. I'm gonna hold you to that.

[Alright, just gonna grab the nicely packaged cakes and wait for January to finish paying. Just one more thing to figure out.]

So, where are we gonna eat these?

[problems]

[January finishes paying and considers. Well, there's always. Their room?? No, that's too ordinary.]

Should we go back to that clearing? Or maybe somewhere more exciting...

[But only mildly exciting or there will be a cake-related disaster and it will be very upsetting.]