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Date night!
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Character(s): Zidane, Osaka
Content: They're going on a date~
Setting: at one of the hotels
Time: after this [backdated for rl fail orz], late afternoon
Warnings: Zidane's flirting, but they're both relatively harmless it seems~
It was the first date since...well, he was home. He was especially happy to be giving this girl her first date, and he hoped he would be able to live up to some expectations. Though, seeing the look on Dagger's face if she actually knew he was taking another girl out on a date made him stop.
Well, he would just have to tell Osaka that it wouldn't be a completely serious date. Besides, they had just met, and not even in person.
He picked up his pace again, and then waited out front of the hotel. He was here...
But where was she?
Character(s): Zidane, Osaka
Content: They're going on a date~
Setting: at one of the hotels
Time: after this [backdated for rl fail orz], late afternoon
Warnings: Zidane's flirting, but they're both relatively harmless it seems~
It was the first date since...well, he was home. He was especially happy to be giving this girl her first date, and he hoped he would be able to live up to some expectations. Though, seeing the look on Dagger's face if she actually knew he was taking another girl out on a date made him stop.
Well, he would just have to tell Osaka that it wouldn't be a completely serious date. Besides, they had just met, and not even in person.
He picked up his pace again, and then waited out front of the hotel. He was here...
But where was she?
ONE OF THESE DAYS I WILL STOP TAGFAILING
The inside of the place was even more gorgeous than the outside, and that was saying something. Everywhere Osaka looked, she found something cool to stare at. Gold in the crown moldings (not that she knew what they were called), rich wallpaper, and, as they were escorted to their table, really comfy chairs. She was pretty sure she'd never eaten at a restaurant this fancy before. It even had a bunch of important-looking paintings on the walls, along with a full-length photo of the Eiffel Tower, which seemed a little out of place.
The waiter handed them their menus, and Osaka awkwardly read some of the meal names aloud - "carbonara~" - before settling on something with shrimp in it, with juice to drink. For the moment, at least, she seemed more captivated with the surroundings than with her date, occasionally making ohh sounds of childlike fascination.
((Just skipping ahead a little bit - hope that is ok!))