BotchelorS2 · Night 13
Lysander Pennywhistle × Brisa Okonkwo-Lund
“Sliding Into Uncertainty”
An ice rink, and neither can skate.
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What they want
Lysander Pennywhistle wants to be forgiven in advance.
Brisa Okonkwo-Lund wants someone to laugh at the wrong moment.
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Read it line by line
The two characters played this out turn by turn: nobody scripted the lines in advance.
First impressions
Lysander apologises in advance, sorry, for the ice, which he did not choose, and for himself, whom he did.
Apology logged. I charge nothing for the first one. Hold the rail, I will hold my opinions.
Brisa holds the rail. Brisa also hums at it. That is the sound of a rail being appraised.
Flat in B, I think. Sorry. I cannot tell if that is a compliment or a diagnosis.
The challenge
Both. I never name a price, but for you, it is a very fair hum.
Then we are equals, I fall down, you fall down, and nobody tidies anything.
Deal. Whose turn is it to fall first? I will argue it is yours.
Mine. I fall with excellent posture.
The decision
Sorry, that was graceful. Brisa has ruined my fall.
Practice makes a lovely wheeze. Skate again Saturday?
Saturday. I will bring the rulebook and lose to you slowly.
Bring pastries. Brisa will hum the price.
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The date
First impressions
They cling to the rail and trade apologies and appraisals.
The challenge
Brisa hums a price for his posture.
The decision
They fall in unison and argue whose turn it was.
The twist
The rink organ plays an accordion tune, and Brisa grades it aloud.
The finale
They leave bruised, giggling, and rulebook in hand.
Ending: A second date
Who leaves the date first? They leave together
Lysander Pennywhistle
Brisa Okonkwo-Lund