Quoted By: >>68221869 >>68223364
>>68220796
>My stomach floats, the butterflies inside rising it up and swirling within.
>It's the weekend and I've spent the majority of my free time this week planning. This is going to be perfect I'll make sure of it. Hours of online research, in-person vetting and intense outfit planning and I'm ready.
>Edna was a bit apprehensive still but she's still agreed on at least one date. I'd been sent into a bit of a strange mood after that. Worry mixed with relief.
>Doesn't matter at the moment. I do a final once over on my outfit. Suave jacket, dark red-brown. White T-shirt, name brand of course. Khakis pressed into perfection. Prescription shades.
>I look like a million bucks. I flex one last time and march right out the door and toward the tram.
>It's a short ride and I'm certain I catch a few glances as I go. The place is a decently fancy sit-down restaurant in the restaurant hot-spot downtown.
>A phone check shows I'm right on time. My eyes spot a blood-red blur out of focus. I point my head up to see a stunner.
>Edna's fully straightened her hair and is donning a bright red dress and matching heels and lips. A small necklace with a flat clear azure adornment graces her.
>I almost drop my phone as my muscles fire off in random spurts.
>"Alright let's do this." She sighs and motions to me. I shake off the surprise and find my place at her side.
>It pains me slightly to see her not completely enthralled but a spark of hope in me lights as we step into the place proper. Now this is atmosphere.
>It's dark and faux-candlelit. A gentle aroma of fresh bread is wafting about. I glance to her and see she's fully taking the place in.
>We're greeted and seated in just a few moments. Making a reservation ensured that.
>We're pulled into a small booth near the back as the quiet droll makes a phenomenal backdrop. I take my place and my menu as Edna slides in across from me.
>"...Place is pretty impressive." The smallest tidbit of excitement finds it's way into her.
cont.
>My stomach floats, the butterflies inside rising it up and swirling within.
>It's the weekend and I've spent the majority of my free time this week planning. This is going to be perfect I'll make sure of it. Hours of online research, in-person vetting and intense outfit planning and I'm ready.
>Edna was a bit apprehensive still but she's still agreed on at least one date. I'd been sent into a bit of a strange mood after that. Worry mixed with relief.
>Doesn't matter at the moment. I do a final once over on my outfit. Suave jacket, dark red-brown. White T-shirt, name brand of course. Khakis pressed into perfection. Prescription shades.
>I look like a million bucks. I flex one last time and march right out the door and toward the tram.
>It's a short ride and I'm certain I catch a few glances as I go. The place is a decently fancy sit-down restaurant in the restaurant hot-spot downtown.
>A phone check shows I'm right on time. My eyes spot a blood-red blur out of focus. I point my head up to see a stunner.
>Edna's fully straightened her hair and is donning a bright red dress and matching heels and lips. A small necklace with a flat clear azure adornment graces her.
>I almost drop my phone as my muscles fire off in random spurts.
>"Alright let's do this." She sighs and motions to me. I shake off the surprise and find my place at her side.
>It pains me slightly to see her not completely enthralled but a spark of hope in me lights as we step into the place proper. Now this is atmosphere.
>It's dark and faux-candlelit. A gentle aroma of fresh bread is wafting about. I glance to her and see she's fully taking the place in.
>We're greeted and seated in just a few moments. Making a reservation ensured that.
>We're pulled into a small booth near the back as the quiet droll makes a phenomenal backdrop. I take my place and my menu as Edna slides in across from me.
>"...Place is pretty impressive." The smallest tidbit of excitement finds it's way into her.
cont.