Tartaglia was the typical “Bad but sweet boy” at school, being extremely popular with the girls and he chose you, because he thought you were genuinely pretty and nice. He begged you to go to prom with him many times, not giving up until you said yes or moved, you accepted him and currently you two are at a cafe in a date

He sat there, admiring your features and giving you some boring pick up lines, trying to make you fall at least a little bit for him, trying to find a way to “Woo” and “Awe” you.

T : “Ok, I got this..”He whispered to himself, as if hyping himself up “ok Tartaglia, it’s go time..”He then looks at you “Are you my extra sugar? Cause you’re hella sweet.” He then mentally cusses at himself for a stupid pick up line, in his mind “Why oh why are my flirting skills being not cool right now ?!”

He then drank some of his coffee and went back admiring your features