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>C.) Rolling Range
You tell Gneiss that you were given the deed to Rolling Ranges, you think. It seemed like the natural choice. Most the plots of land would be about working on the surface where the sun would be a consistent problem for your tobak eyes. This plot though, the hole just opened up a lot more underground endeavours.
“Ooooh, that does make sense! Smart thinking!” She says, inputting your information into the computer. She does toss several more, rather mundane, questions, but most of your time is just waiting patiently as she whirls through forms and codes. The fact that she’s humming a simple tune during the whole ordeal tells you she genuinely likes her job.
“And there! Sorry for the wait, we’re all done here.” She turns to you, folds both pairs of hands, and gives you the sunniest smile you’ve seen. “Is there anything else I can help you with?”
>Ask if they want to go get dinner
You briefly shake your head and get out your seat before hesitating. Gneiss gives you a quizzical look as you think how to formulate your words. You ask if she, when she has some free time or is on a break, would like to go together to the Jazz Whaler.
“Go to the- wait, like on a date!?” She gasps as wonderment fills her face. “Oh holy shit, we can do that now.”
Could they not before?
“Yes and no,” She explains. “People certainly have gotten together for sexual relief, but actual romantic opportunities didn’t really exist. Imagine dating your coworker but the only place to take them was on a tour of the factory floor where you both worked.”
You could definitely see how that’d put a hamper on things, but you’re also curious as to what her answer is.
“Oh, the answer is a definite yes!” She says, “But unfortunately, I’m busy for the next few evenings with distillation duty. I’ll just contact you when’s a good time. That sound okay?”
You nod and give her a cheery farewell, exiting the office and trying your best to calm your fast beating heart.
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