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Damien hummed, debating the idea in his head. He could tell tina as she did have a point and the suprise was today but he also loved to see her be whiny because she didn’t know, it was cute. “Maybe when we get to the restaurant” he replied, that was good enough for now
“Maybe when we get there it’ll give you some clues” he teased
“Okay, restaurant. It’s a start.” Tina sighs, optimistic words unmatching to the disappointment in her tone. She’s almost worried she’s forgotten an anniversary, a brief drop of panic in her gut has a breath hissing out of her at the passing thought.
“You just like fucking with me, don’t you? ...Is it a special occasion?” Tina throws out as she pulls away from the man, grabbing one of his hands to give an insistent tug; lets get going.













