Got no plans and I've got no money
Gone are the days of milk and honey
Gone are the days of milk and honey
While Soh had noted the comfortable atmosphere of the restaurant from the front, she took a moment as Zavien took his seat to look more closely at the interior. It was cozy, but elegant, decorated with warm neutral tones that made Soh feel immediately at home. She noted that other diners seemed relaxed, and the flow of conversation around them was such that their table felt almost private, even though it was surrounded by others. She liked it - it was upscale without being snobbish, and she could easily see them becoming regulars.
Her gaze was drawn back to Zavien as he sat, appreciating the way the low light caught on his jawline and made his eyes gleam. She could look at him all day, she thought, and never tire of the experience. Not for the first time, she marveled at her luck. How had she ended up here, with Zavien as her date? She didn’t care what Flora had said, didn’t care that there were so many questions about why he’d kissed her. He’d shown her nothing but affection in their short time together, and surely his invitation, the flowers, treating her like something special - surely that was enough to override any fears she might have had about his intentions.
The waitress appeared to ask them about wine. ”Oh, sure,” she said as Zavien turned the question to her. ”Is a Merlot okay?” Truth be told, she usually preferred a white to a red, but steak paired well with the smoothness of a Merlot.
Her gaze was drawn back to Zavien as he sat, appreciating the way the low light caught on his jawline and made his eyes gleam. She could look at him all day, she thought, and never tire of the experience. Not for the first time, she marveled at her luck. How had she ended up here, with Zavien as her date? She didn’t care what Flora had said, didn’t care that there were so many questions about why he’d kissed her. He’d shown her nothing but affection in their short time together, and surely his invitation, the flowers, treating her like something special - surely that was enough to override any fears she might have had about his intentions.
The waitress appeared to ask them about wine. ”Oh, sure,” she said as Zavien turned the question to her. ”Is a Merlot okay?” Truth be told, she usually preferred a white to a red, but steak paired well with the smoothness of a Merlot.
Green eyes and a head of gold
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
