Jakub Martin Vikov || 18 || Straight || Single and looking to change that
"Excellent!" he exclaimed, doing a half assed fist pump as he celebrated his little victory. "You seem to be doubtful that I"ll be able to find someone though. Trust me, I know just the woman. She put up with me when I was younger, I"m pretty sure she can deal with that, too," Jakub promised, nodding his head at the little monster running around. "Well, shall I pick you up then, or would you want to meet somewhere? I"m really okay with either one. I have just the place in mind though," he told her with a sure nod, and a slightly wicked gleam in his eye. He woudl definitely teach the girl to have fun tonight.
Aqila Li Mardone || 18 || Bisexual || Single, for now...
"Aww, thanks!" Aqila exclaimed, her bubbly personality shining forth as she all but glowed under the compliment. Her hair, of all things, was not something that was often complimented. It was a source of embarrassment for her family, and teasing for her. She couldn't help btu flash the girl a flirty smile before starting to get up to order drinks. "So, how about a brownie or something?" she asked, blowing at a green strand of hair that had also escaped. Annoyed, she pushed it back, and waited, her pretty purple eyes eager.
"Excellent!" he exclaimed, doing a half assed fist pump as he celebrated his little victory. "You seem to be doubtful that I"ll be able to find someone though. Trust me, I know just the woman. She put up with me when I was younger, I"m pretty sure she can deal with that, too," Jakub promised, nodding his head at the little monster running around. "Well, shall I pick you up then, or would you want to meet somewhere? I"m really okay with either one. I have just the place in mind though," he told her with a sure nod, and a slightly wicked gleam in his eye. He woudl definitely teach the girl to have fun tonight.
Aqila Li Mardone || 18 || Bisexual || Single, for now...
"Aww, thanks!" Aqila exclaimed, her bubbly personality shining forth as she all but glowed under the compliment. Her hair, of all things, was not something that was often complimented. It was a source of embarrassment for her family, and teasing for her. She couldn't help btu flash the girl a flirty smile before starting to get up to order drinks. "So, how about a brownie or something?" she asked, blowing at a green strand of hair that had also escaped. Annoyed, she pushed it back, and waited, her pretty purple eyes eager.