Zoe gulped nervously. God, she was so embaressed: here, in front of her, was the 'taboo' guy of her dreams. But it was in public, if people found out... the idea frightened her and excited her all at once.
For his part, Biff was blushing furiously under his freckled, greasy cheeks, which looked even chubbier than they already were when compared to his scrawny frame. He pushed his thick, bulky, coke-bottle glasses up and tried not to faint... here was his dream girl, as as always he felt like such a dweeb, from the top of his dorky combedover brown hair, to the bottom of his Velcro Naruto sneakers. It was more nerve-wracking than the day he had gotten his braces set in! Biff rubbed his large nose and smiled shyly, overbite clearly visible.
"H-hi Zoe... y-y-you probably d-don't know m-me... m-my (snort) n-n-name is Biff..."
For her part, Zoe felt hot. God, his voice was so nasally and childish, and that stutter and snorting... it was so freaking hot! She took a shy step forward, wanting to say something...
