Actually, She Asks You Out!

"Hey thereeeeee, I didn't see you at lunch yesterday." Ami chirps happily when she sees you walk into view. You catch your breath and walk over with your lunch to join her at the table. She's positively glowing with excitement.

"Yeah, I had a lot on my mind." You say, trying to **** a smile.

"Are you okay though?" She tilts her head, letting her hair droop over her shoulder. For a brief moment you're reminded of her barely clothed form from the video. It's uncomfortably arousing. "My mom had this entire suite of, like, remedies and herbs and stuff. If you'd like Ami can fix you up with one of her extra special cold remedy!"

"No no. I'm okay. I promise." You insist. This manages to calm her down for the moment. Though, this is Ami, so 'for the moment' means about a minute tops.

What followed was mostly light conversation as you ate your lunch in the crowded student center. At a few times you consider going right out with it. Telling her that you were the one whose sperm she was pumping herself full of. You were her baby "Daddy". But, the time felt like it needed to be right for that. That wasn't something you revealed over a pair of ham sandwhiches in a loud student commons on a Tuesday.

What you needed to do was ask her out on a date of some kind. Or maybe just some kind of hangout at least. That would be an easier ask for sure...

"Hey, um....an I ask you something?" Ami interjects, sans her usual chirpiness. You'd been deep in thought, so the disruption startled you.

"Yes, Ami?"

"You wouldn't happen to want to go on a...um...date with me, would you?" She asks.

You almost drop your sandwich then and there, eyes going wide. Had you just spent the past ten minutes trying to game your way through how to get her in the right environment...only for her to just up and ask you out? It beggared belief. Though, perhaps she didn't mean it quite like that. Ami was Ami. That just meant she used words wrong sometimes...

"A date?" You ask.

"Yeah, like you know, like a boyfriend and girlfriend kind of date." She puts a finger to her lip and looked thoughtful for a moment. Your eyes only go wider. "Maybe go to a concert. Dinner. That kind of thing."

A moment of silence passes. Both on the table and in your brain.

"Yes. Yes I'd love too." You say suddenly and enthusiastically. A smile starting to form on your face.

"Really!?" She brightens up considerably, even starting to rise from her seat.

"Yeah. I think I'd really like that." You look towards and smile as warmly as you can. Your heart beats just a little bit faster.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, I'm so excited!" She practically throws herself over the table into a hug. You're taken aback by surprise, but soon hug her back. In the warmth of the contact, for a moment you almost think you can feel her stomach...

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