Snippet #2144848

Stitch Sixtosis

Stitch smiled awkwardly, not really the best at carrying conversations, not even the bast at standing still for too long if he wasn't listening to something. "Really? Alright, We should do that sometime..."

Stitch looked to Mulan, eyes filling with interest as she moved closer to him, as if telling him a secret. "Oh you're meeting up with someone later? Like... Like a date?" Stitch nodded, eyes and mouth in the shapes of O's as realization hit him. "Woah, you're going on a date? Who with? When? Why? Well, I guess it isn't my business..." Stitch caught himself rambling, mentally shaking his head. He realized that he had gotten closer with his excitement and curiosity. He took a few steps back scratching the back of his head. "Sorry, I mean, well..." he smiled nervously. Even with one of his few friends, he wasn't even entirely comfortable with his roommates.

Stitch smiled, pointing upwards, "Would you really go up with me?" he asked jumping slightly from excitement. "We could go and make it a race!" He straightened himself, clearing his throat as he corrected himself. "Er, Or whatever I guess..."