Hot Date

SAMUEL Sam woke up and headed to his shop with something close to hope in his heart. He had made a decision the night before to finally go ahead and do what he'd spoken about; ask Remi for a real date. He wasn't quite sure what a real date entailed, but it probably wasn't a failed grope in a cave. Now that he could feel things he thought perhaps Remi might want him back, that they could have a real go at something. He wasn't sure what a date entailed, but he set up the attic of his shop with flavourful tea, biscuits and sweets, then moved the two chairs there closer together. For an extra romantic touch, he dimmed the lanterns and closed the curtains for a soft, yellow light not dissimilar to candlelight. Once it was all ready, he tried to go to Remi's shop as quickly as possible, knowing if he stalled he'd lose confidence. With a nervous knock on the door of the alchemy store, he waited, clutching a dried flower from his home. It was hard to find fresh ones at this time in Deepfrost, and his decorations had been all he'd had to gather from. As soon as the door was opened he held the flower out, his hands shaking as he began the words he'd planned: "Hello Remi. I...I um. I want to ask you. To go on. Ah. ...A date. With me. Please. With no e-expectations. I just think you are handsome and we could...try." I'm starting to heal and find some faith I'm starting to feel what's out of place Don't need you to save me, I can't wait To fall, to fail and start again