Lil and Callie: Dating Advice

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On her way back to her room after sparring, Lil runs into Callie and they talk about the younger girl's upcoming date.


An hour. An hour to shower and change and get her ass out to the garage to meet Logan. As a woman, Lil considered it a challenge. As Lil, well, she was determined to beat him to the bike by a hefty chunk of minutes just to wipe the smirk off his face. Shaking out her hair, she made her way out of the gym, heading towards her room and as usual wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings.

"Oh hey Lil!" The greeting came as Callie narrowly avoided running into the taller woman. She hadn't quite been paying attention either, but had managed to catch sight of another pair of feet when she turned the page of her book. The book which was now safely tucked away in her bag to avoid any more almost bumping into people while walking adventures. "You look like you had a good workout?"

"Callie, heya. Yeah, I did," the Amazon answered with a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "On my way to clean up before I head out for the night. Speaking of which, I read you have a date." Lil jerked her head in the direction she was headed, signaling for the girl to follow her. "So, who's the guy? He from around here?"

Lil wanted her to follow? Callie could totally do that even though it involved quickening her pace to keep up with Lil's longer legs. "Sounds fun. And ya he's from town. He's in the play." She shrugged, it was highly unlikely that the Canadian knew him, so she didn't feel it necessary to go into further details. "Any fun plans?"

Lil shrugged. "Just going to the bar with Logan. A guy from the play. And he's straight? Good for you," she chuckled, patting the girl on the shoulder. "Saw you were looking for clothes advice but didn't get to chip mine in: tight jeans, low-cut top and some heels. But if you're going to the movies, be careful about ruining them on the stick floor, yeah?"

Callie's nose wrinkled. That look worked for some people, but not her. She did have skinny jeans, and there were a few lower cut tops in her closet, but never together. That, she felt, would be too much. "Thanks. I was actually thinking about wearing a skirt, or a pair of trouser jeans. And he's like my height? So maybe not heels?"

"Skirt's good. Above or below the knee?" she asked as they walked. "And I forgot boys being touchy about height at that age. Skip the heels unless he is taller; then go for kitten heels."

"Probably at the knee or right above. Which means ballet flats. I mean he's a little taller, but not like super tall." Sigh. "I seriously wish I could just wear jeans and sneakers."

The Canadian rolled her eyes. "I told you to wear jeans, didn't I? With a sexy shirt. I'll give you the flats just 'cause boys are weird. Good first impressions get you to first base. Bad first impressions get you to second," she teased with a wink.

"Wait, what?"

"You heard me," Lil laughed.

"Yes, but what does that even mean?" Callie was so confused.

The giantess stopped and looked in astonishment at the pink girl. "You're joking right? You live at this school with God only knows how many other teenagers and you don't know the bases?"

Looking up at the Amazon, Callie asked, "No. I mean I know of them. But like... um which bases are we talking about?"

Lil rolled her eyes. "Does it matter? Sweetie, I was making a joke." Another small smile and she started the trek to her room again. "No need to do anything you don't wanna do in the back of the movie theater. In the dark. While your on a date. With a boy. You don't feel comfortable letting him go up your shirt and down your pants, don't let him."

"Um... okay." Callie watched as Lil retreated toward her suite. "I won't. Thanks Lil."

"Also? Make him pay and have a fun time." That's what she was planning on making Logan do and their outing most definitely was not a date. Her nose wrinkled as she gave Callie a little wave and undid the lock on her door. "I want a full report afterward."