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Description
What is this
Me starting a new storyline for Blake?
Yes. Yes it is.

Also sorry, I am rusty. And this images features no horses but a dreading amount of olive oils bottles I painted myself because- I like pain apparently I'D
And also, sorry if you're not Maple Leafs fan LOL Toronto was the first city I went to in Canada so ofc I have an attachment

I hope you enjoy anyway <3

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(Roleplay between me and Nook, shortened for reading purposes)

Blake liked grocery shopping about as much as anyone. But what had to be done had to be done.
That's why he used the short break from work to meet his private obligations.
Today it was almost all paperwork anyway, which is why he surely welcomed this distraction from it. Paperwork wasn't really his. He preferred to be active, ride the horses, train the riders. So naturally sitting in the office wasn't one of those things he enjoyed. But it was part of his job.

There weren't that many people at Walmart today. Still enough, of course, but it wasn't as crammed as it had been on some other occasions.
He couldn't complain.

A package of risotto landed in Blakes cart and he was already reaching for the next one when he noticed the sound of another cart behind him, its rattling making him turn around in a mix of curiosity and just pure instinct.

His gaze met that of a young, tanned woman, her long brown hair falling loosely over her shoulder. Noticing his look, she immediately seized the opportunity: "Hi?.. uhm, do you know where I could find the maple syrup?"
The calm with which he worked his shopping list and the security with which he walked to the racks had probably given him away as a local.

She took a step towards him. There was confidence yet also a certain arrogance to her movement but even though she carried herself with that attitude she still was able to admit she was, as it appeared to him, lost; not something everyone could and certainly something speaking for her character.

"I'm afraid you won't find it in this aisle." Blake took another package of risotto and put it in his cart. "But I can show you where it is."
He nodded towards her in an inviting way, then gripped the handle of his cart with both hands. "It can get a bit confusing with all the aisles and signs. Even after a while of going here." A pause followed. Then he turned back towards her. "Have you been here before?"

She smiled back at him. "Thank you.. well, this is my first time. I'm here on a little getaway you see." Vera followed him through the Walmart. "First time in Toronto actually".
From what Blake could tell she seemed to be a bit taken aback by the size of the supermarket.

"Oh, really? How do you like it so far?" Blake made a turn to the right and slowed down as they reached the aisle with the condiments and baking products. He was a little surprised as to why someone would choose Canada over a tropical island this time of the year. He sure loved living here but as a tourist he wasn't sure if it'd be his first choice for a getaway.
"Here would be the Maple Syrup by the way. Take your pick!"

"So far so good." She followed him and was slightly shocked by the sheer amount of maple syrup. "You guys really take this stuff seriously huh?" She couldn't help but laugh as her gaze went over the dozen or so brands of maple syrups in all sorts of shapes and sizes. "Thank you by the way for helping me out… but could I ask for one more favor from you?" The woman turned to face him again. "Which maple syrup is your favorite?"

"Sure! I really like this one." Blake reached down to grab a maple leaf shaped bottle from one of the lower shelves and held it up. The liquid inside was of an amber color. His attempt at explaining why it was a good choice only left her with a grin on her lips before making a playful comment and putting it into her cart.

"Oh I'm Vera by the way... I really appreciate your help."

He smirked. "Where are my manners? I’m Blake. It's nice to meet you, Vera."

Even if it was his intention to follow up with a question about where she was coming from and why she chose Canada for her getaway, before he could do so, her gaze had already fallen onto his hoodie and diverted her attention:
"Is that your sports team?"

"Oh- yeah! They’re the local ice hockey team. I can only recommend you go watch a game if you get the chance!" A short laugh sounded. "It's part of the true Canadian experience."

She wasted no time answering. "So… When is the next game?"

Blake raised an eyebrow, not having expected how spontaneous and casual she was.
"Tomorrow night, actually! But the Leafs are playing away in Illinois. On Friday there’s a game in town against the Pittsburgh Penguins however. It’s bound to be a good one. So if you don't have any other big plans on Friday yet you should go catch that one. I'm going, if you would like someone to accompany you."

Then, he added: "And yes, that was an invitation."
He was almost surprised at how straight forward he was, seems like she made an impact on him.

"Oh? Friday you said? I’d love to go!” Vera smiled. "Can I have your number in that case? We can meet up." As nonchalant as ever she took out her phone. Not thinking much of it she unlocked her iPhone, ready for Blake to give her his number.

"You sure can", he said as he took the phone from her hand and typed in the digits of his number. After he saved it, he handed it back to her. "There we go. Wanna shoot me a quick message so I can save yours too?"
His hand reached for the back pocket of his jeans where his phone was located.

She texted him right when she got the phone back in her hands. A short simple "hi " sufficed for now. Vera waited till she was certain he got that message and then prepared to find her friends again.
"Well Blake, till Friday then. I must find my friends, roaming around somewhere. Thank you for your help again." She smiled sweetly and her signature red lipstick made her smile stand out even more so.

Then she turned away and left a Blake who wondered if that had really just happened.

Honestly sounded like something straight out of a movie.

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Tl;dr
Blake goes grocery shopping. It's boring. Until it isn't. He meets a pretty tourist named Vera and in the heat of the moment invites her to go watch an ice hockey match with him.

And there we have it. Big shoutout to my girl Nook for doing this with me

I wonder where things are heading
________________
Art, Blake © by me
Vera © by NootNook
Background (heavily overpainted, everything in the foreground is my blood, sweat and tears LOL)
Multiple references used

Description
What is this
Me starting a new storyline for Blake?
Yes. Yes it is.

Also sorry, I am rusty. And this images features no horses but a dreading amount of olive oils bottles I painted myself because- I like pain apparently I'D
And also, sorry if you're not Maple Leafs fan LOL Toronto was the first city I went to in Canada so ofc I have an attachment

I hope you enjoy anyway <3

_____________________

(Roleplay between me and Nook, shortened for reading purposes)

Blake liked grocery shopping about as much as anyone. But what had to be done had to be done.
That's why he used the short break from work to meet his private obligations.
Today it was almost all paperwork anyway, which is why he surely welcomed this distraction from it. Paperwork wasn't really his. He preferred to be active, ride the horses, train the riders. So naturally sitting in the office wasn't one of those things he enjoyed. But it was part of his job.

There weren't that many people at Walmart today. Still enough, of course, but it wasn't as crammed as it had been on some other occasions.
He couldn't complain.

A package of risotto landed in Blakes cart and he was already reaching for the next one when he noticed the sound of another cart behind him, its rattling making him turn around in a mix of curiosity and just pure instinct.

His gaze met that of a young, tanned woman, her long brown hair falling loosely over her shoulder. Noticing his look, she immediately seized the opportunity: "Hi?.. uhm, do you know where I could find the maple syrup?"
The calm with which he worked his shopping list and the security with which he walked to the racks had probably given him away as a local.

She took a step towards him. There was confidence yet also a certain arrogance to her movement but even though she carried herself with that attitude she still was able to admit she was, as it appeared to him, lost; not something everyone could and certainly something speaking for her character.

"I'm afraid you won't find it in this aisle." Blake took another package of risotto and put it in his cart. "But I can show you where it is."
He nodded towards her in an inviting way, then gripped the handle of his cart with both hands. "It can get a bit confusing with all the aisles and signs. Even after a while of going here." A pause followed. Then he turned back towards her. "Have you been here before?"

She smiled back at him. "Thank you.. well, this is my first time. I'm here on a little getaway you see." Vera followed him through the Walmart. "First time in Toronto actually".
From what Blake could tell she seemed to be a bit taken aback by the size of the supermarket.

"Oh, really? How do you like it so far?" Blake made a turn to the right and slowed down as they reached the aisle with the condiments and baking products. He was a little surprised as to why someone would choose Canada over a tropical island this time of the year. He sure loved living here but as a tourist he wasn't sure if it'd be his first choice for a getaway.
"Here would be the Maple Syrup by the way. Take your pick!"

"So far so good." She followed him and was slightly shocked by the sheer amount of maple syrup. "You guys really take this stuff seriously huh?" She couldn't help but laugh as her gaze went over the dozen or so brands of maple syrups in all sorts of shapes and sizes. "Thank you by the way for helping me out… but could I ask for one more favor from you?" The woman turned to face him again. "Which maple syrup is your favorite?"

"Sure! I really like this one." Blake reached down to grab a maple leaf shaped bottle from one of the lower shelves and held it up. The liquid inside was of an amber color. His attempt at explaining why it was a good choice only left her with a grin on her lips before making a playful comment and putting it into her cart.

"Oh I'm Vera by the way... I really appreciate your help."

He smirked. "Where are my manners? I’m Blake. It's nice to meet you, Vera."

Even if it was his intention to follow up with a question about where she was coming from and why she chose Canada for her getaway, before he could do so, her gaze had already fallen onto his hoodie and diverted her attention:
"Is that your sports team?"

"Oh- yeah! They’re the local ice hockey team. I can only recommend you go watch a game if you get the chance!" A short laugh sounded. "It's part of the true Canadian experience."

She wasted no time answering. "So… When is the next game?"

Blake raised an eyebrow, not having expected how spontaneous and casual she was.
"Tomorrow night, actually! But the Leafs are playing away in Illinois. On Friday there’s a game in town against the Pittsburgh Penguins however. It’s bound to be a good one. So if you don't have any other big plans on Friday yet you should go catch that one. I'm going, if you would like someone to accompany you."

Then, he added: "And yes, that was an invitation."
He was almost surprised at how straight forward he was, seems like she made an impact on him.

"Oh? Friday you said? I’d love to go!” Vera smiled. "Can I have your number in that case? We can meet up." As nonchalant as ever she took out her phone. Not thinking much of it she unlocked her iPhone, ready for Blake to give her his number.

"You sure can", he said as he took the phone from her hand and typed in the digits of his number. After he saved it, he handed it back to her. "There we go. Wanna shoot me a quick message so I can save yours too?"
His hand reached for the back pocket of his jeans where his phone was located.

She texted him right when she got the phone back in her hands. A short simple "hi " sufficed for now. Vera waited till she was certain he got that message and then prepared to find her friends again.
"Well Blake, till Friday then. I must find my friends, roaming around somewhere. Thank you for your help again." She smiled sweetly and her signature red lipstick made her smile stand out even more so.

Then she turned away and left a Blake who wondered if that had really just happened.

Honestly sounded like something straight out of a movie.

_____________________
Tl;dr
Blake goes grocery shopping. It's boring. Until it isn't. He meets a pretty tourist named Vera and in the heat of the moment invites her to go watch an ice hockey match with him.

And there we have it. Big shoutout to my girl Nook for doing this with me

I wonder where things are heading
________________
Art, Blake © by me
Vera © by NootNook
Background (heavily overpainted, everything in the foreground is my blood, sweat and tears LOL)
Multiple references used