fandomhighdorms | Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [11/11].

Wayne should have figured he'd had too many completely normal breakfasts in a row. And that morning was one of the particularleh annoying ones where it started out completely normal, and then went a little weird right toward the end. Because there he was, just going about his usual business of making breakfast in the morning, everything going along accordin' to plan, until he went to actually take the pancakes or the eggs or the bacon or whatever else it was out of the pan and onto a plate.

Because that was when the food suddenly went miniature.

Little mini pancakes. Little tiny eggs. Itty bitty bacon. Normal sized in the pan. Baby sized out.

"So's it's not only gotta be annoying," he grumbled at the food, "it's gotta be inefficient, too, huh?"

Because now he had to make at least twice as much food to equal the usual amount of food he'd put on a plate, and he'd found out it wasn't just the one pan, it was all the pans, and he also had to brace himself for at least a few of the usual breakfast crew probably going around talkin' about how cute all the mini food was.

But there was nothin' cute about inefficiency!

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"Well," said Tisarwat, looking thoughtful between sips, considering the island and what little she knew about Earth cuisine, since she avoided a lot of it due to its tendency to lean toward foods eaten with hands, "do you know what kind of food your date likes? Or maybe something you both are a little unfamiliar with, so that there's a common ground and you can go through the experience together..."

She giggled.

"We, like, couldn't decide where we wanted to go," she explained, "so we're having, ah, a pre-date meeting with strips of paper and a marker and picking a place out of a hat............................."

That, at least, was the one thing Nina wasn't panicking over!

"That seems like a good start!" Tisarwat laughed a little with a note of approval. "That adds a nice touch of excitement to it, doesn't it, that you don't even know where you'll end up? I really like that idea, it adds a nice element of surprise. So, see? You don't even need to worry about what to do; you've left it to Fate to decide."

And that felt like a very Radchaai thing to do; there were no such things as coincidences, not really. Only Fate.

Even if some things, like ending up randomly on some backwater planet you've never even heard of before, were almost enough to make one question that belief.

"Yes," she said, "but it's everything else that I don't know what to do about!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What do I wear??????????? What do I say????????????? What if I mess it up?????????????????"

Nina was super over-thinking this.

Perhaps a bit, but Tisarwat found it a little endearing and cute and very fitting for what she knew of Nina so far.

"I doubt you'll mess up," she offered, confidence in her reassurance. "I can't imagine you being anything but perfectly charming. Just go and have fun and all the little details will work themselves out. I take it you really like this person?"

She didn't think someone would be nervous for a date with something unless they did, after all.

"I mean, like, yes????????????????? But it's not anything like how it is in all the books and stories I read so I don't even know," she said plaintively. "I don't know what I'm doing at all.............. I even messed it up from the start because, like, I asked him out when, like, everything I've read is always the other way around............."

A bit of confusion flashed behind Tisarwat's lilac eyes for a moment, brow furrowed, head tilted, as she realized that whatever Nina was referring to there must have been one of the things that Seivarden had complained about. It...didn't make a lot of sense to her, but at least she could manage to reconcile the him part after a moment, with a reminder that uncivilized worlds always did have strange rules regarding a person's gender, didn't they?

"You can't always trust what you read about," Tisarwat offered, after she'd muddled her way to what she felt was a good grasp on what Nina meant. "Obviously, you didn't mess it up if...he," she sort of had to force herself into that distinction, and it felt strange, but probably necessary, "agreed to it, right? That sounds...unnecessarily complicated. Back home, if you like someone, you just ask them out, simple as that."

And, oh, Nina definitely made that sort of thing even more hopelessly complicated as she was hopelessly, and unrepentantly, old-fashioned about a great number of things even for this world...

"I mean, I guess so," she said, a bit anxiously. "And he did say yes, after all, so he wasn't offended, but it would have been so comforting to have some sort of guide and even checking out the internet just got me a lot of contradictory information............."

It was almost like guys were as varied and different as girls and life wasn't a terrible romance novel!

"You're worrying too much," said Tisarwat, almost a little fondly, as she smiled encouragingly and sipped her tea. "I know, I know," she added, laughing a little, "it's not like you can help it, but, really, the only thing you should focus on is having a good time. Which I'm sure you will. It's honestly hard to imagine you not, Nina."

"I have bad days too," she said, though she was smiling. "And, like, isn't a first date worth a bunch of fussing and panic????????????????????"

She thought so!

It was lucky for everyone that Foomy and Miss Dozy were the ones living with her right now.

"Well," Tisarwat reasoned, grinning now as she laughed, "it's just the first date, isn't it? So there's nothing much lost if it goes poorly, right? Now, it's the second date, now that's when maybe you should start worrying. Or maybe the third, or the fourth...."

She was teasing, of course, but she also hoped Nina could see what she was getting at.

"Tisaaaaaaaaaaaaarwaaaaaaaat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina wailed, giggling at the same time. "You only ever get a first date once!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Exactly!" It was impossible not to giggle a little herself with that wailing. "So do you really want to spend the whole thing just worrying and flailing about it instead of just enjoying the company of your lovely and charming," she assumed; she didn't actually know Owen, "date?"

Nina hesitated.

Then hesitated a moment longer.

"……………….. well, no," she admitted.

"I'm a little worried about how long it took you to reach that conclusion," Tisarwat admitted with a laugh she really couldn't help.

"I mean, like, I think the point of a first date is at least half panic and flailing," she said, completely aware of how ridiculous that was and also completely embracing it.

Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [11/11].

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