"..."

A date?

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A Date
Requested by rana_anonima
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"...A date?"

He looked to you with what you guessed was surprise.

"You, a mere mortal, are asking to take me, Jack Griffin, The Invisible Man, out to dinner? Well, I-" He scoffed, and you were sure he was going to say no, but it seemed he stopped dead in the middle of his sentence. He seemed to be thinking.

"...You?"

He flushed a bit, although you weren't able to see it.

"I... I don't see why not."

You were taken aback by this. Did he actually want to go on a date with you? No, no, he was probably just pitying you. You did think it was rather silly how he acted like he didn't know you, though, and you couldn't help but wonder what made him consider in the first place.

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Sometime later...
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"What to do, what to do?!?!"

Griffin was pacing around in Dr. Arthur Kemp (his colleague and closest friend)'s living room.

"Griff, please, calm down. I'm sure everything will go just grand. Now, why don't you sit down?" Kemp said, attempting to calm his friend's nerves.

"Sit down?"

Griffin stopped to look up from the floor, and directly at Kemp.

"Sit down?!? Are you out of your mind, Kemp? I need everything to be perfect for them! I can't have them think of me, the great and all-powerful Jack Griffin, a fool! Furthermore, I must look my absolute best! I need them to experience a quintessential date, Kemp, don't you understand that? It must be without fault, for I am without fault!"

Kemp sighed in defeat. He knew he couldn't argue with him, no matter how much he tried.

"...Well, alright Griffin. Just- please, don't overwork yourself."

To be continued...

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Sorry this isn't a full thing but I figured I'd at least get part of it out there!
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