God you were weird, and somehow in love with Mace. He didn’t get it. He's used to pretty people throwing themselves at him, not... whatever you are. He had to admit that it was admirable, you know you're doing something right if a weirdo is in love with you.

Mace took a chance, a chance. Only one. Your one and only chance to have a date with him. It was going okay, for a first day, but somehow Maces thoughts came out as he stirred his coffee. He's never been on a local cafe date, this was a new one for him.

"Listen, you're a freak, weirdo, and a few slurs I can't say in public, just know that." He wasn't going to compliment you for your loyalty, that wasn't going to happen.