#i stole the corlorijg thing form someone my apologies

[lousylemonseminar]

Speed writing this so it'll suck ass and not look like my writing but aro-spec beams chip

"You look cute.." The warm lights of the tavern feels sharp like the blare of a club as a rather hot looking guy scoots in a seat next to Chip at the bar.

He sits still, eyes widening at the comment before his head swerves in attempt to find whoever the guy's talking to because it can't be him. Until his eyes inevitably say it is.

"h. what?" Chip doesn't need to hear it again - maybe doesn't want to - so he doesn't know why he asks but he can't help but fake an awkward smile.

"You got anyone with you tonight?"

Oh God. Chip tries to hide the grimace tugging at his face. "Uuuuhhhhhh.. I. I'm sorry, 'm not really looking out for anyone tonight- I MEAN LIKE. I have my friends and stuff and they probabl-"

The GUY scoots in closer, "Not even a drink?"

Why does this suck? He should be happy that anyone's trying to hit on him despite whatever Jay says is Trash Looks what does she know anyways >:(

But it's just. Weird

"HAHA. NO. I mean, gotta. Get. Gotta drive my friends back so, no drinks for me, right?"

"Drive?"

"yeah.. my. Carriag- carrag- ca.. car."

"What's a 'car-"

"OKAY, BYE." His hands push up from against his stool and darts over to whatever direction his feet can maneuver him through.

Until he notices a particular peak of orange and pulls his way past to Jay. To take a very exaggerated sigh as he leans against the wall next to her.

And an even longer one before she shut him up with a more monotone voice "what's up?"

He doesn't know actually.

He doesn't really know why he freaks out so much about things like this

Like with Amanda. Or Jazz - to be fair, Jazz came on kinda hard. Or Rachel. But that's kinda different - not really freaking out, moreso "that's the sweetest thing I'll ever hear from someone I don't know and I have to say something really banger to match the vibe and the pressure's there about it"

".. how do you deal with like. Being hit on?"

Chip can already imagine the irony Jay's smiling about on her face

And starting to chuckle about "Depends - who's tryin' to get YOUR conch ?"

"don't be rude about it >:[ I pull plenty of people, man" He can giggle about it maybe but not her >>:^ "Dunno - just some guy. It was freaky."

From some sympathetic look on Jay's eyes, the humour seemed to slip out of his voice.

".. Is it. Supposed to feel really freaky when you say something like. "my lover"?.. That's a universally freaky thing. Right?"

"Depends, I guess." UGHHHH ofc it does "Do you want a lover? It's not too "freaky" or whatever for me but."

He hadn't really thought about that. But surely not a lot of people do. It's not something ever at the forefront, especially when you got your friends and a Boat. That's all someone needs. But if he were to think about it.. does he?

"Lover" feels weird. Like an oath. An oath HE can't commit to. Or wants to commit to. Sure, all those songs that sing about their "Sweet Caroline" or whatever are really jazzy (lol) and fun to sing along to. But that's not really how It feels, does it?

"eughh. I dunno. I don't think so really. Is that allowed?"

"Is what alloow.... Oh. Well, yeah - we're pirates, we do whatever.! We don't have to be in a relationship or something." Jay smiles and that feels like all he needs.

But then she starts chuckling again "Maybe you still like Amanda" and a comically disdained face from Chip pulls her away from that idea

"I'm not going to you for anything anymore >:^" crossing his arms

"noooooo I'm sorryyy" in the most nonchalant way in the world

"NUH UH."