[usually, a blind date comes with some amount of anxiousness. maybe the person just isn't who you thought they were, or maybe you just aren't quite the catch you made yourself out to be. there were about a million reason for anyone standing in front of their date's front door, fist hanging in the air to knock, to be nervous.
but no one would ever say one of those reasons should be because you've known said date for over three decades.
alright, in jack's defense, he wasn't nervous to go on a date with a woman who could beat his ass and still be gentle enough to raise a young girl. ana was (had been, probably, after the shit he had pulled for the last ten years) one of his best friends. taking her on a date would be like taking his sister out for a night. what he was nervous about was being in close contact with her.
a royal fuck-up and rare moment of silly heroics had kept him paranoid, even after living in a peaceful place like recolle for a year. add the literal and figurative implosion of his life in the military and you get a mess of a human being. well, at least jack thought so. when he had reconnected with his lost friends in the city, he had vowed to keep his distance. gabe and ana didn't deserve to have their lives potentially ruined by his poor choices.
but there he is, standing outside amari's door and having a mild meltdown. jack knows he needs to get over what happened, no one's coming for him here. he can live some kind of life. right? he wants to think so; he knocks.]
jack & ana | walks in, late, starbucks, etc.
but no one would ever say one of those reasons should be because you've known said date for over three decades.
alright, in jack's defense, he wasn't nervous to go on a date with a woman who could beat his ass and still be gentle enough to raise a young girl. ana was (had been, probably, after the shit he had pulled for the last ten years) one of his best friends. taking her on a date would be like taking his sister out for a night. what he was nervous about was being in close contact with her.
a royal fuck-up and rare moment of silly heroics had kept him paranoid, even after living in a peaceful place like recolle for a year. add the literal and figurative implosion of his life in the military and you get a mess of a human being. well, at least jack thought so. when he had reconnected with his lost friends in the city, he had vowed to keep his distance. gabe and ana didn't deserve to have their lives potentially ruined by his poor choices.
but there he is, standing outside amari's door and having a mild meltdown. jack knows he needs to get over what happened, no one's coming for him here. he can live some kind of life. right? he wants to think so; he knocks.]