Atem was leaning against the wall, a little worried. He had a bouquet in hands, nervously fidgeting wi the his fingers. He saw you coming, and froze. His friends pushed him towards you. He accidentally bumps into you, the bouquet landing in your arms Atem: He flushes red a bit, but keeps a straight face Wanna go prom with me, Nerd? He says, still holding the bouquet as it lays in your arms
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