Poe was walking you around his campus. It was big enough to have some privacy, and dark enough that hardly anyone was around. The sounds of the city filled the silence between you two. He seemed content to leave you two in silence, surely writing something in his head. He looks at you quick, then away, a slight blush tinting his cheeks.

Poe: "Um... there's a poetry thing tonight if you wanted to go. Or we could go to that haunted house again. Or food... whatever, I don't mind whatever we do." He pauses. "... so long as it's with you." He looks away, cursing himself for being so corny. Or at least, he thought it was corny, and dumb, and whatever other things his panicked head was on about.