( xD )

"Yeah, of course," Sasha said, flashing a grin after Sandii left. "You've got pretty hair, you know. A nice blonde, and it looks soft to touch." He touched his own hair, and couldn't help a laugh. "Mine's really puffy, and in the light, it looks really damaged."

( ^^ )

Sasha rolled his eyes, smirking a little. "Sometime," he repeated, and leaned against the counter, glancing back at the coffee machines behind it and then over at the front of the place. "Could that sometime be, oh, saturday? Maybe this week?"

( D8! When you ask him out, you have to look him in the eye! )

"If you're asking me out, Yes." Shane said, "If you're asking to touch my hair, no." He frowned, "I like to take that kind of thing slooow~"

( xD )

Sasha laughed a little. "I completely understand," he said, and then ran his fingers through his poofy, purple and blue hair. "Everytime someone messes my hair up, I kinda wanna snap their necks." He giggled. "You can't get this kinda hair just by pushing it up."

( I have an idea! *o* )

Wow, he completly ignored the first part didn't he? Shane thought, but still smiled at Sasha. "'S so preety~" He commented, looking at his hair. "Preety colors."

( I HEARD IT. c: )

"Thanks," Sasha said, grinning at Shane. "So, uhm, where do you live, anyway?" he asked, raising an eyebrow with a small smile. "You know, so I can pick you up."

( ;D Mmmhm! )

He did listen! I think I love this guy already! Okay, maybe not.. Shane told him where his apartment was, and then it suddently felt awkward. "I've never seen you before in school.. what grade are you in?"

( A LURKER. *holds out tray of cookies* o3o )

Sasha noted the adress on his forearm, writing with a Sharpie. As soon as he was done, he looked up at Shane, smiling slightly. "I'm a senior," he told him, and capped his Sharpie. "You probably haven't noticed me among the crowds of people who like me." he joked.

( She loves you lurkers. )

"Mm, me too." Shane said. "I mean, I'm a senior. You probably don't see me, because no one does, but you know." He shrugged, messing and pulling at his haid again.

( *yawns* I like to keep them as pets. *nudges away collar* )

Blinking, Sasha looked at him. "Well, there are a lot of blonde boys at school," he said, and almost reached out to touch Shane's hair. Forget it, he thought with a smile. I don't want my hand bitten off. "I bet you just got lost among them."

Sasha turned back, smiling wide. "Nope," he said, and started towards the door. "Nope" was the answer to both his questions, and he hoped that Shane had enough sense to figure that out.