In complete agreement with this idea, Ryan mumbles, "I don't know what you're talking about," before stalking off towards his flat.
There, he tries to explain in the vaguest terms possible how he knew that the kissing thing wouldn't work. Elaine frowned and then with a sigh headed out towards the bar. A half hour after that (later, he would find she stopped to talk to several people about how to fix this) there was a knock at the door. A tall, young, blond man with really, the nicest blue-green eyes that Ryan had ever seen was standing at the door.
"Can I...?"
He didn't finish that sentence, before he could, the man stifled a laugh and pulled him in for a kiss. For a moment, Ryan couldn't do anything and, to his horror, found himself kissing back. It took a couple minutes more before his brain kicked in and he pulled away. When he did he was struck by vertigo and a strange feeling like he was moving up in the air. Catching sight of his hands, now bigger, he looks down at his body and runs his hand over his head, finding only his short, thinning hair rather than a long ponytail.
And as for the young man, now only Elaine stood in front of him. Her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and the too-large clothes hanging off her small frame, she just smiles. "I said it would work!"
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There, he tries to explain in the vaguest terms possible how he knew that the kissing thing wouldn't work. Elaine frowned and then with a sigh headed out towards the bar. A half hour after that (later, he would find she stopped to talk to several people about how to fix this) there was a knock at the door. A tall, young, blond man with really, the nicest blue-green eyes that Ryan had ever seen was standing at the door.
"Can I...?"
He didn't finish that sentence, before he could, the man stifled a laugh and pulled him in for a kiss. For a moment, Ryan couldn't do anything and, to his horror, found himself kissing back. It took a couple minutes more before his brain kicked in and he pulled away. When he did he was struck by vertigo and a strange feeling like he was moving up in the air. Catching sight of his hands, now bigger, he looks down at his body and runs his hand over his head, finding only his short, thinning hair rather than a long ponytail.
And as for the young man, now only Elaine stood in front of him. Her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and the too-large clothes hanging off her small frame, she just smiles. "I said it would work!"