They really should have been more careful.
Going on that date seemed harmless at the time, and they were only doing as a favor for Cooper; they just couldn’t turn him down. It was a selfless act.
For the most part.
No matter the incentive, however, they didn’t consider the bitter consequences of that one innocent date.
The press had a field day over the two. This date, they said, confirmed that Rosalina did indeed like Nat, and that the two were seen holding hands after the movie. Although the press wasn’t too far from the truth, they had also said that the two started had started making out in the middle of the movie.
Reading that part of the article made Nat and Rosalina raise their eyebrows at each other. When during the date was that even close to happening?
The accuracy of the article wasn’t important, though. What did matter was that it was even published to begin with. Nat and Rosalina were surprisingly calm about the ordeal; it was actually Cooper who became the most concerned about it.
“Alright, you two,” he said, bursting in on the couple who was lying in the grass and watching the clouds drift across the perfect summer sky. “We might have to do some damage control on this one. I think what we need to do first is make a public announcement, telling everyone that the article is false. You guys will still have to be careful for a bit while the whole thing dies out, and,” he paused. “Are you guys even listening to me?”
“Yeah, we heard you, Cooper,” Nat said distantly.
“Well, shouldn’t you guys be more worried?”
“About what?”
“Didn’t you guys read the article?”
The two sat up, looking somewhat amused by their manager’s concern. “Yeah, but we’re not really all that worried.”
“He’s right,” Rosalina added, “You know how they’re always writing things like that. We’ve sort of gotten used to it already.”
Cooper stared at them dubiously, but he soon relented. “Fine. It’s your faces in the paper, not mine.” He shrugged and walked off, shaking his head. There was just no arguing with those two.
“Bye, Cooper!” they called out, laughing and falling back on the grass.
“Oh, hey, look at that one,” Rosalina said, pointing at a fluffy white cloud. “It looks like an elephant.”
“Not really. It looks more like a fat giraffe.”
She sat up and looked at him, raising an eyebrow. “What are you talking about? It’s an elephant.”
He sat up and gave her an equally strange look in response. “No, it’s a giraffe.”
“Elephant.”
“Giraffe.”
“Elephant.”
“You weren’t bothered by the article, were you?”
“No,” she smiled, not at all thrown off by the sudden change of subject.
“Even after what they said about us kissing?”
“No. Did it bother you?”
“No.”
“Good.”
They laid back down, resuming their cloud-watching.
“Giraffe.”
“Elephant.”
“Giraffe.”
“Elephant.”
They eventually lost track of how long they went on for, simply enjoying the carefree time spent together. It was a good thing Cooper had left, though. With arguments like theirs, there was no way he could have won.
