On the other hand, Lucille's had her hopes and dreams validated thanks to this so that's a plus. She was happy and that was worth it in your books. You tell Lucille as much, causing her to blush and try and hide an embarrassed smile.
"Thanks James. I appreciate that you went out of your way to show me your powers and that you are part of the club and my friend. I don't think I've been happier than this in my entire life!
Got chased by a pottery golem.
Sprained an ankle.
Pushed powers past limits (it's like overusing a muscle, it's bad mmkay?).
Passed out in a park.
Woke up next to a cut-... er, close friend.
Validated all of her dreams and wishes.
Worth it.
You groan as Madelyn freezes in disbelief as the sight of someone not knowing who she was before grinning mischievously. Flipping her blonde pigtails behind her, Madelyn proceeds to introduce herself. "Very well then, Lucille Barber! Allow me to enlighten you. I am none other than Madelyn Kirby head cheerleader of North Rizen High! I'm a blossoming sweet sixteen in the prime of her youth! I like relaxing at the beach and I enjoy partying all night long at the dance club when the sun goes down. I dislike smoking and my mum's particular lifestyle. And drugs, drugs are bad, don't do them. My dreams for the future include becoming a nurse and to one day break someone's knees. I am also a childhood friend of James Miller here and it is very nice to make your acquaintance, Lucille. Now your turn!"
Template acquired: Blonde cheerleader, childhood friend.
"Huh? What? I, um, okay!" Lucille pumps her fist, caught up in Madelyn's flow. You're just waiting on the sidelines for the two of them to finish. "I am Lucille of the distinguished Barber Family and I am the president of the Occult Research Club of which our mutual friend James Miller is a member. I shall be turning sixteen on All Hallow's Eve. I like all things pertaining to the supernatural, paranormal and the occult as well as being with my friend James. I dislike those who puts down the supernatural saying that such things can't possibly exist, for it is obvious that such people have very little magic in their lives. My dreams for the future….has come true already so I guess have a large family? Oh, and I think I'll like to go see the world when I finish school. It is also very nice to meet you, Madelyn."
Template acquired: secret keeper, chuunibyou, close friend.
After that, you continue walking to school with Lucille and Madelyn chatting happily behind you. Girls, you'll never understand them.
Unfortunately, "Empathy: Females" isn't part of his skillset yet.
"Finish that sentence I will stab you with a pointy object." You threaten darkly. You swear to god that if you ever find out who's been spreading these rumours, you will fucking stab them with their textbook literally.
Better option?
Stab them with
toilet paper.
Vote:
[X] A tall female senior in a Japanese school uniform and long black hair, a senpai if you will, who is the very picture of a Japanese Yamato Nadeshiko. If you recall correctly, she's the new student who transferred recently after moving from Japan to the US. She noticed your plight and offered you the free seat at their table. You ignore the glares from her following of "kohais" and admirers.
One, apathy triggered, no fucks given to onlookers.
Two, I'm curious about her stereotype personally.
<--noregrets
