Andres sat down, his silver Eevee immediately jumping into his lap and giving nina larson a friendly yip before immediately turning her head to look at the sweets at the table. A chubby paw tapped the table in the direction of a specific treat, and instantly, Andres dragged it over for her. She was showing patience. He better like it.

"Que gusto, Nina. I'm Andres. This furball is Chuchi." he said with a bright smile as the normal type inhaled a pink frosted cupcake. "Though, I'm pretty sure I've seen you before haven't I?" he said frowning at the woman as he struggled to recall where before a light bulb went off. "Oh! Yes, of course! The woman of my dreams with beautiful, piercing blue eyes." he said flashing the cheekiest of grins. Once again, Andres' overconfidence more than making up for the cheesiness of the lines he used. Game came in all forms and styles.

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Andres feigned a bit of hurt at Nina’s response, dramatically putting a hand on his chest as Chuchi proceeded to continue chowing down on the closest desserts to her at the table. “Ay, Miss Nina! Perhaps the connection I felt wasn’t as mutual as I thought…” he sighed, though he’s quickly to recover.

Leaning over his Eevee, he grinned once more at the stranger. “I remember fondly how the dream went.” He began as if recounting the story of his life or something grander than a bs line he was making up on the spot. “We met on a rainy day. You got caught up in the storm, I lent you my jacket, you know.” He was absolutely pulling this out of an old fanfiction he’d read. “We met up again so you could give it back, and then…maybe we went dancing. For a bit~ The details get a little fuzzy after that.” He said with a wistful sigh. “You were clingy, but I liked it.” He added, the last bit more of a tease than anything else.


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Andres let out a small laugh. “Oh, the best, señorita. The rhythm is in my blood after all.” He said. “Plus, my partner’s never have to worry about stepping on my feet. Got a pretty high pain tolerance when it comes to mishaps on the dance floor.” He added with a quick wink at the woman. “In any case it was a nice dream. Wanna make it a reality?” the blonde asked going in for the kill as he reached over for what looked like a heart shaped tea cookie and taking a bite out of it.

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Andres grinned, refraining from fist pumping out squealing a quick ‘yes’ in front of the lady. He played it as cool as a cucumber as she wrote down her digits while taking a moment to write out his own for her. They swapped numbers at the buzzer for the next date rang out. “Oh- text you later then. It was a pleasure to meet you, Miss Nina.” He said as he carefully folded up the woman’s phone number and tucked it away in his pants pocket. Without another word, the blonde scooped up his fat Eevee before making his way to the next table.

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