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I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

Her face flushed. “Y-You’re too much..” she said. “I’m definitely.. larger than before..” she said, turning to look him over. “You though, god you barely came up to my shoulder, now you’re..” now that she got a better look at him, he was completely different. Tall, strong, handsome. “You look great, Nash, really..” she said.
 
"Ah, I had to sacrifice the COD servers and do something a bit more productive, I'm afraid." He grinned, "Decided to take up running, I do triathlons and junk. Nothing fancy." He smiled softly, "As for you being larger, I don't think I know what you mean. You're as perfect as you were in highschool."
 
"Thanks," he said bashfully, "when this part of the convention is over, would you want to get a bite somewhere? Maybe some drinks and catch up?"
 
She paused and ran back over quickly, her steps causing her body to bounce rather pleasantly. “Shoot, Nash, I forgot to get your number..!” Her face darkened a bit. “F-For the drinks later..!”
 
Hos expression changed as soon as he noticed her turn; he didn't want to seem weird for just staring at her.
"Oh, yeah, duh! Just in case we get lost in this bog crowd." He said before pulling out his phone, unlocking it and handing it to her.
 
She typed in her number and added in a few ✨ around her name before handing it back. “Just shoot me a text..!” She said before walking off.
 
The convention went on about as well as she expected, and before long everyone was dismissed to enjoy the rest of their day. Nash waited outside for her, tail wagging gently.
 
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