[h1][center]Reggie[/center][/h1]

As Maeve spoke, she might've noticed that Reggie was staring a bit. . . Okay, a lot. Reason? Her smile. He was completely shocked how such a gorgeous girl could look [i]even[/i] more so just by moving a few facial muscles just the right way. When combined by the fact that he was the one that had caused her to smile, and Reggie would feel like he was on Cloud nine just from that. However, Maeve didn't stop with just that, oh no, she had to prove that she was the girl of Reggie's dreams almost immediately afterwards.

As Reggie told his pale friend his specialities with no minor amount of excitement, his ears seemed to twitch slightly as Maeve expressed her interest in the subject as well. A girl, a gorgeous, kind, beautiful, captivating member of the fairer sex, not only seemed to enjoy his presence, but also was interested in Reggie's field of expertise. To most guys, this would be the moment where they'd try to turn up the charm, and act as cool, suave, and macho as possible.

Reggie, however, fainted.

Not immediately, of course(he was tougher then that), but over a course of events. First, he turn around with a strange look on his face, the emotion somewhere between exhilaration and bone-breaking nervousness. Then, he'd attempt to give an answer to her inquiry, but all that would come out was a bunch of gibberish that mixed the plans for a laser canon with poetic depictions of beauty and love, before his brain finally seemed unable to keep up. And just like that, his body would enter free-fall, falling forward to the ground as he lost consciousness mid-almost-sentence, his form quickly racing to meet the ground with a solid thump. And there he'd lay until someone was able to bring him back to the world of the living, snoring slightly as he did so too.

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