Maybe

Nim chuckled at Jeff's stuttering, though he felt a little bad for it. It's just... everything that was currently happening... kind of perplexed him. A lot. Just last week, he and Jeff were on horrid terms with one another. It was amazing what a length letter and forgiveness could do to two people.

Nim knew he should probably be thinking a little more clearly. Logically, he did. However, this was all so strange, and he felt an inexplicable urge to just go with it... to just follow his instinct. It was so weird, but he liked what was happening, and so he figured he'd just let it flow.

"It's okay, honest," Nim said, and he was entirely made of smiles and general awkwardness. "And good. Great, actually. Spice is awesome! Not as great as sweet, but still."

Nim was thoughtful for a moment. "So, what day should I- Actually, should I just give you my number? Unless you already got it from Addy," Nim said, a bit of amusement coloring his voice. "I can't remember if she gave it to you or not."

(( @MARIE my posts won't be great for a while, but I'm trying at least. Should we end the thread in a couple posts and move to dinner at Jeff's place?))

Nim chuckled at Jeff's recounting of his family, not having much to say to that but being amused anyhow. That sounded like something Jeff himself would do, honestly, maybe. Nim wasn't positive on his actual knowledge of the other's competitiveness, but it sure as hell would be funny to watch.

And then.... Nim just groaned.

"Oh my god... Those texts were you? Dude..." Nim trailed off into laughter, shaking his head and looking at Jeff with bright eyes. Honestly, those texts had... freaked him out a little. A lot. But he wasn't going to say that. He wasn't going to ruin the moment — and besides, what did it matter now? The mystery was cleared up. He should have just asked Addy.

Nim pretended to think for a moment, but was actually just counting seconds. Uh, yeah, Friday was alright. It's like Jeff assumed Nim might have plans... LOL. Yes, Nim actually thought 'LOL' in his head — he just couldn't help himself. He? Have plans? Ridiculouis. His only plans were with a crappy lazily-ordered pizza and probably some COD. He was totally free.

"Yeah, Friday sounds good," Nim said after a few seconds, nodding a bit. "And I'd love a ride, sure. Walking everywhere gets old, but I mean, at least it's good cardio."