𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙖 ⋆˚࿔

"I am nothing, if not punctual." Smiling, he leaned back against the comfy and plush seating of the booth, one leg crossing over top the other. "Suppose I'll have to catch up then, won't I."

Wandering into the bar, tucking his phone away, he gave the room a once over, gaze catching sight of the woman in the low light. "Hello, beautiful." Leaning in to place a chaste kiss to her cheek before settling in opposite her.

He'll even walk her home, arm in arm. Incredible. He's ten minutes away.

He was raised a gentleman, so no she will not be paying. Where are they going?

Is she buying?

Miiiight as well use his lips, too.

The other eight will be on standby. But you can have them.

he has green fingers. green...and relatively sizeable fingers. that work?