Ocean's Breath Plateau Evil Friends

I have been such a slow-butt. So sorry!

She was upon him before Whip, or rather -- among the wolves of Bhediyon -- Peter, knew what he was going to say. He was flustered and unready, even though he initiated all of this on his own fruition. His body tensed. Maybe this was a mistake, Whip thought. He stumbled with his words, speaking before he had a sentance planned. 
 
"I, uh --" Whip looked down and fidgeted nervously. "I mean, uh -- hey." Good job dumbass, that's a start. Pretty soon, she'd be all over him. Her interest, beyond definition. /sarcasm. "I was wondering if -- uh, I dunno -- maybe you wanted to, like, take a walk with me, or something?" He posed it as question, rather than a request. "Like, uh -- maybe we can hang, uh, out?" Yeah, that.