An Experiment about Love {One on One} |Closed, Stalkers are welcome|

Teya shrugged, “It just seems a little too perfect at times, and then all of a sudden, it’s a little too imperfect.”

"I agree." Yesim nodded along.

“Yeah?” Excitement crept into Teya’s voice. She didn’t know every many clearly very intelligent, intellectual people who agreed with her.

"Yep." Yesim nodded again.

“Cool. I don’t meet many smart people who agree with me.”

"Are you saying I'm smart? Because if you are, you are very wrong."

“Well, yes, I am, and yes, you are.”

"I'm not smart. I didn't get into Advanced Math until 10th grade."

“Oh, yeah, right it’s like you’re lowkey a scientistor anything.”

Yesim chuckled. "Still, anyone can be anything if they focus hard enough."

“Sure, but you have to have a base level competence.” She countered

"Which is what you would have if you focused." She replied.

“Alright,” Teya said with doubt. “If you say so, but I still think you are definitely smarter than me.”

"You're also smart." Yesim replied.

Teya shrugged, “I used to be, but then everyone caught up with me and now I just catch on a little bit faster.”

"That's still good." Yesim replied.

“Thank you,” Teya gave a half hearted smile, attempting to hide her disbelief in Yesim’s statement, and ensure politeness.

Yesim smiled back, fiddling with her fingers for no reason in particular.

The waiter came by again, asking if the check was separate or together. Teya said, “Together,” glancing over at Yesim.

(Bro, that’s supposed to say separate.)

(Lol it's fine)

"No, it's fine. I'll pay." Yesim quickly said, taking out her wallet.

“You totally don’t have to,” Teya insisted.

"But I want to." She replied.

“Okay,” Teya agreed, “I have a felling I’m not going to be able to talk you out of this.”

"See, you're smart. Most people would have tried to talk me out of it." Yesim replied, quickly taking out her credit card and handing it to the waitress.

Teya giggled, shrugging, “I’m also not about to really pass up a chance for a free meal.”

"No one would be able to." Yesim replied, smiling at the waitress before she left to swipe the card.

“Thank you,” Teya said, “For the meal, even though I asked you out, but anyways, thank you for this time. It’s been nice.”

Yesim smiled at her. "No problem and thank you too."

“Maybe we can do this again some time,” Teya replied.