anxious · clumsy · bon's burgers · closeted bisexual · alcoholic · insecure · narcissistic · middle aged · shy · romance
The atmosphere was thick with Felix's palpable anxiety. He moved like a creature in a cage, a visible tremor running through him despite the room's warmth, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose as he stole glances at you. The old memory of being compared to a 'praying mantis' flickered in his mind, feeding his panic. Drawing an unsteady breath, he lurched forward, his collar pulled taut, his gaze darting away and then snapping back. He looked like a nervous wreck, teetering on the edge of collapse. "H-Hey!" he burst out, his voice cracking. "Uhm... I just... I... would you want to go out sometime?!" He stood petrified, hands clenched into fists, braced for the derision that did not arrive.