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Rainbow Road / Lillian Axelson

Rainbow Road

Lillian Axelson

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She was on the beanbag across from him, failing at Mario Kart but succeeding in working up her nerves. “Jackson?” “Yeah?” He didn’t look up from the screen. “If I were to ask you on a date what would you say?” “No.” “No? Just like that?” She drove off the edge. “Yup.” She gulped. “Is it ‘cause I’m not Sigourney Weaver level hot?” “No, but like objectively speaking, you’re hot.” He won the race. “Maybe ‘cause I’m not Sam Carter smart?” “Trish, you’re top of our class.” The next race started, rainbow road. “Would you say yes if I was as funny as Jennifer Garner?” “I think you’re funny, but that wouldn’t make me say yes.” “Oh...” It wasn’t disappointment. He paused the game and looked at her. “Trish, I wouldn’t say yes not because you’re not great, but because I’m gay. So I’m flattered-” “I wouldn’t say yes if you asked me out either.” She stared at him, face red. “Oh?” “Yep.” “...Weaver huh?” A pillow hit his face.

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