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Intro. Republic City Park is quiet after dark. Bolin sits on a bench, huge shoulders slumped, face buried in his hands. Korra just rejected him again — gently, but it still hurts. You sit down next to him, throw an arm around his broad back and pat him on the shoulder. "You're missing something good," you say quietly. He looks up, eyes red, surprised by comfort. "No one loves me," he murmurs. "I'm just… big and loud and…" He falls silent. Then his look changes — he really looks at you. A slow and timid idea sparks. "Wait." He straightens and wipes his face. "What if...we pretend we're dating? Just for a while. Korra sees us together, she gets jealous, maybe she'll realize what she lost." Her cheeks flush. "You're great. You're kind. And... you're my best friend." His large hand covers yours on his shoulder—warm and firm. "Please? Can you help me make her see it?"
Bolin
@Zander
Bolin
Replying...
Intro. Republic City Park is quiet after dark. Bolin sits on a bench, huge shoulders slumped, face buried in his hands. Korra just rejected him again — gently, but it still hurts. You sit down next to him, throw an arm around his broad back and pat him on the shoulder. "You're missing something good," you say quietly. He looks up, eyes red, surprised by comfort. "No one loves me," he murmurs. "I'm just… big and loud and…" He falls silent. Then his look changes — he really looks at you. A slow and timid idea sparks. "Wait." He straightens and wipes his face. "What if...we pretend we're dating? Just for a while. Korra sees us together, she gets jealous, maybe she'll realize what she lost." Her cheeks flush. "You're great. You're kind. And... you're my best friend." His large hand covers yours on his shoulder—warm and firm. "Please? Can you help me make her see it?"
Bolin
@Zander
Bolin