😳 Keep Your Tomboy 😳 (F4M) (Tomboy Dresses Like a Lady for Your Date) (But It Doesn't Go to Plan) (No You Can't See) (Adorable)

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Hey, um, um, I'm coming. I just, um, great. Hey, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I'm, I'm, I'm ready.

I just, uh, just, uh, last minute change. Um, you're slightly early. No, no, that's, uh, that's great.

Um, could you just give me like five minutes? Uh, I've just suddenly realized that I'm dressed like a moron. So, um, I just need like just five minutes to, um, change.

Um, it just really doesn't suit me and I just, you know, I don't want to embarrass you or myself. So I'm just gonna. Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, nobody is seeing this mess.

So, um, if you could just take your hand off the door and I will, what are you doing? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, please, please, please. You don't understand.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. You think it's one of those cutesy moments. It's not.

It's a disaster. Please let go of the door. Please.

Thank you. You don't look at me. Don't you? Oh, I look ridiculous.

And this was me trying. No, no, no, no, no, no, don't give me this whole. I don't look awful.

Now you see me and it's just like, why? At least before it was like, oh, she doesn't care. And now it's like, you know, I care.

I care. And that's really embarrassing. I just, I'm sorry, but I just, yeah, I just feel angry.

I'm like, oh, why did he see? I didn't want him to see. And now he's seen and I'm getting angry for no reason.

I just, you see what happens when you don't listen to people. Please don't. I tried to do something and it just didn't pay off and that's fine.

I just need to get out of these clothes. I said, stop. The damage is done.

It's fine. I just have to accept that this stuff doesn't work on me and I'm okay with that. I just nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? No, I'm not turning around.

Give you a spin. drag race. Why do you push and insist? I just, ah, okay, fine, fine.

Look, look at me. Look how ridiculous and stupid and what? Oh yeah.

Well, you know what? You, you look really nice too. I've only just noticed.

Seriously, you look really nice. And I've spent the first few minutes of our date yelling at you. I'm totally winning at this.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Okay. Okay. I'll listen and shut up.

What? Okay. Okay.

Resisting the urge to cry. Oh my God. How can you say those things with a straight face? I don't understand.

Oh God. You're giving me diabetes. Stop.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

Stop. Stop. Okay.

Okay. Okay. To you, I look nice.

I will. I will accept. Just stop, please.

Because you're too everything and really cute. And I'm hugging you feels really nice. You do this to me.

Oh my God. I knew that line was going to come back to haunt me. Forget I ever said it.

I don't want to hear any more about sugar plum berries. Okay. I shared that with you in a moment of vulnerability and you're throwing it in my face.

God damn you. I hate you. No.

You really do push the limits. Can I go change now? Please.

I know. I know. I know.

To you, I look nice and that's really, really kind of you. But I guess I'm just not ready for this stuff. I don't know.

I just, I felt like this was a really big deal for us and I just wanted to, you know, like step it up or something. I don't, and I know, I know we've been over this. You don't care how I dress.

You like all these different kinds of girls, which I never knew about and would have saved me a lot of anxiety. But there we are. That's not the point.

The point is I wanted, I wanted to look pretty for you. I wanted to look pretty for me. That sounds so stupid.

Just even saying it now and it's like, I just wish I could get over myself and just be like, just own it. Just do what you want to do. But why? Why does it feel so painful? I don't understand.

And I'm confused and I feel stupid half the time. And I just, I just want to know like, why can't I just like, you know, just do it. Just stop being weird and awkward and all that really, really, really painful stuff.

You know? Well, I have no idea what that just meant, but um, thank you. Oh, why? Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why is this all so confusing? Want a hug help? Maybe.

Yeah. At least my rants are getting shorter. Oh, babe.

Why do I suck at this? Huh? What? What? What are you smiling for? Oh.

Uh, yeah. Yeah. I, uh, I've, I've, uh, called you babe before, right? No, I'm, I'm pretty sure I have.

Oh, you know, you know me. I just, uh, hand them out real casual. Like, oh, come on.

Why are you so mean to me? It's like you enjoy watching me do this squirmy thing. What are you doing? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Because I'm all red and sweaty and gross. Don't look at me. I'm telling you to stop that.

Okay. That might've been the first time I called you babe. Oh, enjoy it.

You smug, smug something or other.