Story of a Blind Date

It was Saturday afternoon and the boutique is quite crowded. Elza talked to some customers and helped them choose the clothes when suddenly,

“Elza, do you have a plan for next week on Saturday evening?” Ryan asked.

“Actually no. Wait, I’m talking to a customer, you mannerless spongehead,” Elza then continued talking to the customer. 

After that, she approached Ryan and asked, “Why did you ask about my plan?”

“First thing first, I don’t think it’s a good manner to call me mannerless spongehead in front of customers. For your question, I’m going to reserve a table for you in the fancy restaurant on Fremont street, I forget the restaurant’s name. Eh, you’re still single right?”

“What the hell Ryan? Are you asking me for a date?” Elza rolled her eyes.

“Of course not me, duh. I’m setting you for a blind date,” Ryan grinned in his usual childish expression.

“Is this part of a mission? Also, Ryan, everytime you make that face, I have bad feeling,” said Elza.

“Relax. You prepare your dress and makeup then have fun,” Ryan said then left.

A week later, Ryan drove the car to take Elza.

“Are you still sure that maroon is the right colour for the dress to wear on first date?”

“Ryan, if he’s going to date me, he’d better get used to my style,” Elza said.

“And you also wear maroon lipstick. Is that necessary?” Ryan asked.

“Yes. Problem?”

The car becomes silent after that.

They arrived at the restaurant then a host greeted them and showed them to the table.

“Rook? Roy?” Elza looked at the man who already sat at the table with a younger guy beside him.

“Oh, hi Rook. I see that my brother Roy took you here earlier.”

“Explain this, Ryan,” Rook glared at Ryan.

“You two enjoy your dinner. Eh, Roy, give your car key to Rook. I’ll drive you home. Don’t get involved in their adult business, kid. Now, do you want to play Mario Kart?” Ryan pulled Roy’s shoulder after Roy gave Rook his car key.

“So, did Ryan…” 

“Yes, that spongehead told me that he set me up for a blind date,” Elza cut Rook’s question.

“And you agreed?”

“You also agreed.”

“Well… Uhm, anyway, you look stunning in that dress,” Rook said. “I still hate you, though,” he added quickly.

“You also look fine in suit and I still hate you,” Elza retorted.

They both ate in silence then Elza noticed that Rook started getting sweaty.

“It’s hot, eh? I’m surprised that you don’t take off your jacket.”

“Ryan says that a gentleman should never take off his jacket. I’m a gentleman so I don’t take off my jacket,” said Rook.

“Correct. Ryan knows such rule but he doesn’t follow it. What a spongehead.”

Rook smiled hearing that. “Do you want to go somewhere else after this?” he asked.

“Yes, please. Take me to game centre. We’ll rock the place with this attire.”

“As you wish,” Rook laughed.

P.S. This is another fanfic of “Children of Altar” (sorry, hahaha…). I struggle with description in this fic. I could imagine their dialogue but I had no idea what to write aside from the dialogue. If you can give me advice then please kindly comment. Thank you.

Also, that part where Rook didn’t take off his jacket was inspired by a video of Patrick Stump getting advice from older gentleman.

I never go to formal dinner at fancy restaurant so if I make mistake in this story, please tell me. I did my research but I could still make mistake.

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