The Story of Us?
As Victoria tried to control her heartbeat, Rodney was musing in his thoughts.
So, Victoria, she doesn't seem to like Nici very much.. or she likes him ALOT. Considering she was shy and... girly, I doubt the secound one- gah! Don't insult the woman, Rodney, Don't insult the women... it never turns out good when you do...
"R... Roddy." Rodney snapped to attention when Victoria stuttered his new nickname, blushing at it.
"Hm?" He hummed, pleased with the way it just rolled off of the Seychellois Girl's lips.
"Um... what do we do now?" She asked lightly, looking around.
"Art Gallery?" Rodney suggested, shrugging.
"Sure.. sounds cool." Victoria nervously grabbed his sleeve. At Rodney's courious glance, she blushed even more.
"Just.. just making sure I don't get lost.." She muttered.
Rodney smiled, "Okay, Tori. Time for that gallery then!" And so, Rodney let Victoria around the city, before finally finding the art gallery.
The girl panted a little, but smirked at Rodney.
"Don't.. don't know your way around New York, huh...?" She asked slyly.
"Don't know what your talkin' 'bout." Rodney returned, smirking also.
"Hahahaha..." Victoria walked into the gallery, sending a peace sign over her shoulder. Rodney rolled his eyes and followed her.
Victoria kept critizing the art while they were there.
"I mean, seriously? They could've use pastels for that painting, and it probably would've looked a LOT better!" She said, huffing and crossing her arms, after they exited the gallery.
"Tell that to Nici. He chooses the art to put in there." Rodney said helpfully.
"Maybe I will. He certainly needs the artistic help." Victoria muttered, glaring at open space.
"You're really sensitive about art." Rodney noted out loud.
"Well, duh!" Victoria exclaimed, "It's only my favorite hobby, other than fishinng!"
Rodney raised an eyebrow, "Fishing?" He asked.
"Well, yeah. I live on an island. Not much else to do." Victoria said, rolling her eyes.
"No, no, I mean, you seriously like fishging? There's not many girl's that do." Rodney said, a bit... eager?
"Yeah, I like fishing..." Victoria trailed off at Rodney's GIANT smile, "Que?" She asked, backing up slightly.
"We can go fishing sometime then!" Rodney said, hugging the Seychellois girl.
"Gah!" Victoria stumbled at being hugged and her face made a new color: Victoria Red. It'll be in the lastest trends.
"Hu? Why are you so red, Tori?" Rodney asked after he pulled back.
"Erm.. nothing.. nothing... rien du tout, rien à redire." Victoria murmered, putting her hands on her face, "Just a bit.. cold."
"Oh.. that makes sense." Rodney said, but he didn't sound very convinced. Victoria was thankful he didn't press.
Sigh... why me Cupidon? Why me? Victoria thought absently.
Hahhahah~ I suck at finishing stories...
