@universeorpheus ( he orders a strawberry crepe and ... hm. it's summer. barley tea. )
( long arm waves the waitstaff over, and their orders are put in. )
( gentleman... as if that fits him. )
@universeorpheus ( sat across from her, broad figure hunched over the menu. )
. . . huh .แฃ your treat .แฃ i'm paying .
( maybe it was outdated, but he liked the idea of paying for dates. date. not plural. he's thinking too much. )
@universeorpheus ( he looks down at her. she looks gorgeous with her hair down. )
. . . don't worry about that . you look . . . good .
( mumbling out the last part, saved by their arrival at the cafe. )
@universeorpheus ( his own appearance is as always. maroon sweater, hair in ponytail, and scruff that grows back within hours. )
( he eventually stops tugging her and falling into stride beside her. he's becoming conscious of the fact they really look like a couple right now. )
@universeorpheus alright . cafe it is .
( he's red to his ears as he walks ahead, pulling her along. he isn't good with this kind of thing, but he's trying his best. )
@universeorpheus if they can't see that you're a woman , obviously .
( not that appearance actually mattered to that, but... she was particularly pretty in his eyes. )