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Steve has moved over here. I'll be moving over what I have
“Really? Because getting to the day you are a white haired old man with glasses on that yells at kids to get off our lawn, is something I look forward to. Mainly because it means that you and I will still be together and I'll get to watch it happen.” That's the sappiest she's been all day, but she smiles and kisses him again before taking his hand.
It's nice that they've found this place together and they are both genuinely happy, and she interlaces their fingers as she leads him towards the drama department. They're going to have to part and go their separate ways for a few hours before heading home, and she ponders his question for a moment. How much exactly was she allowed to disclose about it all?
While Ally knew she could tell her husband anything, her mother had been in her ear lately reminding her that complaining too much especially so soon in a marriage was enough to change a man's mind. Having children was what women were supposed to do, and according to her mother 'do without a fuss', and while Ally felt there was a lot wrong with that, she also didn't want to do the wrong thing here, and especially not with Steve. She wanted him around for a very long time and if she was too honest, would that still be okay?
“I'm good, babe,” she starts, giving his hand a squeeze. “I could do without being exhausted all the time, and morning sickness is kind of the worst, but I'll take all the aches and pains, you know? Margaret might be a pain in my ass, but the kids are good to me too. A couple of them made me a pillow in their Econ class for me to sit on during rehearsals and it was kind of the sweetest thing--made me hope our kid will be that precious. I don't think I have to worry about that though, if they come out anything like you at all, they'll be the kindest kid in the world. I wanted this, you know: kids with you. How are you? I know you've been stressed about a house, and honestly, I want you to lean on me more for that...”
You look forward to when we’re old and white haired? I don’t know- sounds kind of annoying.” Steve teased, “But getting there? That might be alright.” he offered her a loving smile and while he rarely admitted it outloud he loved when she got all sappy like that. His eyes shoot down to look at her hand taking his, and he moved just enough to intertwine their fingers- squeezing her hand gently and returning her kiss.
He would never complain about how affectionate she was with him.
It’s still a wonder, walking these halls the way he did now, as a teacher instead of a student. They’ll have to part soon, at least for a little while, but he was going to enjoy every moment he had with her. His eyues never left her and Steve knew Ally well enough to know she was struggling with something, he also knew that he shouldn’t push despite his instincts screaming at him to do so.
The young man visibly relaxed when she said she was good, but then she continued on with morning sickness and being exhausted and he frowned- he hadn’t realized having kids was so hard on women- had they covered that in sex ed? Or was that just for the women one? But she kept going and he nodded, “You keep telling me that, but it doesn’t mean I like seeing you miserable.” he said with a frown, “
“You have enough going on. Let me worry about that- when I find something I promise I won’t buy it unless we both like it.”
She knew that Mike would likely be interrogating the hell out of her later, so would her mom if she was being honest. She led Steve to the kitchen, where her mom was scurrying around doing at least three different things. She had been expecting Holly to be here helping, it was what she usually did. "Holly?". Her mom let out a sigh, Finishing up her little game, it's like Mike and his little friends all over again. she turned to face them and her mom look surprised to see Steve. "I invited Steve for dinner tonight, that okay?" Karen smiled ass he gave her a questioning look before focusing back on Steve, Yes of course, we have more than enough. Welcome Steve, Nance care to help? Nancy nodded as she looked over at Steve, "Do you want to go sit with Mike while I help out for a bit?"
Steve didn't say a thing- his eyes wandering around the house and noticing little details that his brain seemingly focused on... like the little vase sitting in the corner of the living room, how had he never noticed that before? When Nancy's mom said it was alright something in him unclenched, he couldn't begin to describe what it was- but it masde him feel better. "Oh uh- yeah I can. You sure you don't need any help ?" he asked the both of them.
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Something about actually hearing him admit it, calms her in a way she wasn't expecting. Having him actually admit that he's doing this for Nancy makes her pause, but then the tears come. Not because she's still furious with him, but because someone else understands at least a little what this feels like.
“Not jealous...heartbroken...” she admits, shaking her head as she feels her breathing change. “I know that you hated Billy--most people did--but he didn't treat me bad. We spent time together...we bonded. I didn't agree with everything that he did, but he was mine, you know? When he was with me, I could keep him safe from his dad, and I got to see a side of him that most people didn't. He was deeply ingrained in me for the short while I got to keep him until a monster took him over...until the Flayer sunk its claws into him and puppeted him around and then ripped his heart out of his chest in front of me. Yeah...a part of me wants to die. To not see him every time I close my eyes and know that the hole inside of me? That hole will never be filled again.”
But as she says it, she does realize that Steve is trying to make sure that doesn't happen to him. If Nancy dies, then this horrible depression Ally's going through is what he'll be going through too and he's scared that Ally throwing herself at Vecna might put Nancy in danger. Is it wrong for him to want to be selfish? To want to make sure the girl he still loved got everything she wanted? No...no, Ally doesn't think it's wrong for him to take this stance, she just hates how it makes her feel.
“Billy knew he had to keep Max safe, and no matter what he did, he died for all of us and maybe...maybe I'm taking this too far, but with him gone it feels like my job now to protect Max. I know he'd want me to do that, and it's not fair for you to tell me not to. I can't promise you that I won't sacrifice myself for her, Harrington. I can promise you that I won't go trying to do it, okay? Now get your ass to the car. We have to get to Eddie, we can't be wasting time comparing broken hearts, and if it's all the same to you, I wouldn't mind keeping this between the two of us.”
Steve hated that he had confessed to that- he had been hiding away from the truth of the matter for so long that he was no longer sure if it was the truth, but somehow Ally had ripped the emotional confession out of him- it made him feel weak, he wasn’t supposed to be still broken up about something that had happened so long ago, thats what his Dad would have told him- that being a man meant picking yourself up and moving on.
So why did he struggle with it so much?
Billy, huh? Admittedly it was hard to imagine anyone caring for that bastard- but he had only known a specific side of him, hadn’t he? Ally confirmed that unintentionally- which was fine, he didn’t need her to spell it out for him. “Billy didn’t deserve what he got- I don’t care what I thought about him, no one deserves that- but do you think that’s what he’d want for you? If what you’re blabbering about is true- do you think he’d want you to die?”
Anger washes over him again at her apparent selfishness- he hadn’t been allowed to just give up when Nancy broke up with him, he wasn’t about to let her do the same “I’ll keep Max safe” He didn’t have the heart to argue about what Billy would have wanted when it came to Max. Raising an eyebrow at her promise he exhaled, “I’ll take it- but I swear to god if you deviate from the plan I will personally escort you out of the upside down. Do you hear me?”
It wasn't like they both didn't have a million things to do now with a 1 and a 3 year-old, especially a 1 year-old that had only just started to sleep properly during the night. Still, the flirtation with her husband had never stopped, and she kissed him back with a smile on her face. Things were good with them. They had a house, they had two precious kids, and she's honestly never been this happy in her life.
“Oh, is that how we ended up with them?” she teases, fingers in his hair as she kisses him back. “We did have to handle quite a few things to win the playoffs, huh? Worth it though: they're both asleep. I have to do the same thing with Luke you have to do with Dawn sometimes. If he's still even somewhat awake when I leave the room, there's a 50% chance he will start to cry the moment I leave and I can't handle hearing that 'Mommy' cry like that, like I'd abandon him, because I would never. So, I read to him from the rocking chair until he did his little deep breathing and then I left. Does it make us good parents if our kids feel safest with us? Because it feels like a win to me. Feels manageable...like a third kid would be fine to add at this point...”
Being a Father of two was busier than Steve could have ever imagined (Admittedly, he had never pout much thought into day to day of his dream) but it was also the most rewarding thing he’d ever done. He couldn’t really explain it, but his kids filled a hole in his life that he hadn’t realized had been missing… and his wife? His wife was perfect for him in every single way, she undestood him on a level he had never thought he would be understood.
“I think that might have had something to do with it.” Steve said in amusement, enjoying the feeling of her lips against his. Rolling his eyes at the sports metaphor- you make a metaphor one time and it follows you fore the rest of your life (But he loved it, and couldn’t deny it). His hand unconciously moved up, running through her hair only to stop at her words. “A third one you say?” he asked, biting his lower lip “That might be the sexiest proposal you’ve thrown my way since breakfast.” he teased
She's happy to hear him say that, because she overreacts quite frequently some days: came with the territory of being a mother of eight. Her default is to worry, especially when it came to their kids, so this kind of news had her on edge no matter what the good news was. They could always circle back to freak out together when he was off of work though.
“Well, you have me,” she whispers, leaning in to steal another kiss. “I remember some of that stuff, and I still help the kids with science homework.” Ally winks before she takes a breath and moves to sit on his lap. “Well, Paige got chosen for a spelling bee she's incredibly excited about, and the twins decided that out of the both of us, they want you to speak about career day. I guess having your dear ol' mom open up and run her own theater isn't as exciting having a dad that's the sheriff. That's okay though...you want to know a secret?”
She leans in conspiratorially and nuzzles his nose before she pulls back and looks him in the eye. How things are still this good between them after 20 years she doesn't know, but there isn't a person in the world she would rather walk through life with. This man is her person, and she knows things will get serious soon, but for a moment she just wants to look at her husband.
“Between the two of us? You're my favorite too.” Ally winks again before she kisses him one more time and then pats his shoulder. “I will let you do your reports. Meet me at the house? I have to pick the kids up anyway and get dinner started.”
Sometimes it was hard to be a parent- he could be over protective at times, he could jump to conclusions- but learning to be a better person- a better father, wasn’t that part of being alive? That’s why he had married Ally, choosing her as a partner in all things- they grew together and learned together. Granted eight children had been a little more than he was expecting – he had thought himself blessed to just have someone willing to have any number of kids with him.
Of course they had went a little too far.
Steve happily surrendered a kiss to his wife, a small grin escaping him. “I always have you. And you always have me.” Just in case she needed a reminder of that- they were partners in all things. He snorted at her line about homework, “Thank god for small favors. I got asked a science question one time and spent the next twenty minutes reading a textbook trying to figure it out- did I mention that I hate science class?”
He was convinced a couple of his kids were going to be smarter than he was- which he didn’t love, but it never stopped him from being beyond proud of of them- of all of them equally no matter what they were doing or chose to do. “I do love secrets, it’s kind of why I became sheriff.” he pointed out with a smirk, though that wasn’t exactly true was it.
“I’ll meet you at the house.” Steve agreed, stealing a final kiss from her and winking, “You’re my favorite too.”
Elinor was learning that her heart was something sacred. Those who didn't cherish it or protect it, didn't deserve her time. It just took a while to get there. While, yes, this breakup hurt -- and she thinks it's becaue she also lost a friend as well -- it just meant this relationship wasn't meant for her. Not this time at least. "Oh really? Anything I want?" She smirked a bit. "Want to go to the quarry?"
Steve should have known that at some point he would regret offering, but he could think of worse things than the quarry. “Huh, I haven’t thought of that place in awhile.” he confessed before shrugging- “I made the offer, didn’t I?” He shot her a friendly smile. “The Quarry then… but I gotta ask, why the Quarry?”
"Steve, I'm not the one who got into a fight with an asshole" she told him seriously, he definite needed some form of medication and maybe some antibiotic cream or something for the cuts at the very least, so they wouldn't leave a scar or something. "Of course I worry about you Steve, it's not like he just gave you a punch and walked away, he could have killed you" if things hadn't been so strange, she would have been using the nail bat on Billy herself and it wouldn't have been merely a threat. She reached for his hand again, this time taking the initiative to entwining their fingers, "I would have loved to have you help, but I'm glad you were her to help the kids and to keep them safe" she and Jonathan had worked it all out pretty well, "And I know you and Jonathan don't get along too well, you might have hated tagging along and if I'm honest, I may have tried to strangle you both if you started bickering" she did hope that Steve didn't think anything happened between. She and Jonathan were completely platonic, that friendship formed through a traumatic experience. When he mentioned the party, "It wasn't just the party Steve, it was the drinking too much, but that was guilt fueled" but she hadn't meant it. She was just so consumed with guilt about Barb, who would never get a chance to do any of it. Fall in love, go to a party, be a stupid teenager. None of it. "Of course I do Steve, I love you"
Well that much was true, but what was he supposed to say? He knew he was being stubborn, that he should just let her take care of him- but what would his Father say if he saw his son being so fucking weak? It drove him insane, but these were all things he couldn’t voice to Nancy- he didn’t dare confess to Nancy the turmoil going on in his head.
“I’m sorry.” Their fingers intertwined and for a moment it felt like Steve could breathe, “You know, I can think of worse ways to go out then strangled by the prettiest girl in Hawkins.” Steve said with a shrug, “But I don’t bicker I jujst.,.. debate heatedly.” The young man offered her a small smile that grew bigger when she said she loved him.
“Alright… you win. Lets see about fixing up my face.”
"You always want to help" she sighed, honestly his willingness to help was one of the reasons she loved him as much as she did. She was never in any doubt that Steve would try his best to help protect the kids when they got into trouble, but she also just wished that they didn't have to put themselves into these positions. She longed for a time when the only thing that they had to worry about was Steve's college essay. "Maybe next time let's help not in an underground bunker" she told him with a small smile. When he said that they messed up the drugs, she sighed, not sure if she was relieved or if she was more worried. She tried to wrack her brain for what to do to help him, it didn't help that they had no idea what it was that they had given him or Robin. "You tell me that frequently" she reminded him as he booped her nose, she used the opportunity to grab hold of his hand and squeeze his fingers. "I'd kiss you, but one, it might hurt you more, and two, I need to clean you up a bit more before I even attempt that" she admitted as she used the wet rag to continued to clean him up, "And I love you too"
Steve had to admit that she had a point, he always wanted to help- why was that? He didn’t have any blood involved, no family. He had his friends, and maybe in a way that was his family considering his blood family wanted nothing to do with him. He glanced over at her with a sheepish smile, “Maybe next time we don’t help in an underground bunker.” he agree- though it was followed up by an uncharacteristic giggle.
Her hand grasping his was nice, he couldn’t begin to describe it but it felt like an anchor through the haze of truth serum and whatever else had been in that cocktail. “Hmm, a kiss sounds really nice right now.” he said with a grin, a little bit of the dull look in his eye disappearing, “I’m glad you’re here Nance.”
𝗗𝗔𝗦𝗛 𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗘 ⭑.ᐟ ↯ 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 – 𝒁𝑶𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑪 𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ↯ .ᐟ⭑
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𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 tries to do everything at once, doesn’t know when to stop and take care of themselves, bends over backwards for everyone even if someone did them dirty, has entirely too much on their plate.
𝐓𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐒 idealistic, spends a lot of time trying to impress others, doesn’t like to apologize, eating is a coping mechanism or just addictive personalities in general, a tad co-dependent.
𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 the most flip floppy people ever, what’s today’s mood?, never apologizes, in denial 90% of the time, their way is the highway, desperately needs a break, they have a hard time setting goals because their goals scare them.
𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑 the literal meaning of i’ll give you the shirt off my back, isolates themselves in fear of someone hurting them, wants to change but is scared of change, complains a lot but never takes advice people give them.
𝐋𝐄𝐎 no one takes them seriously because they feel they always have to portray themselves as the fun one, is actually really sad inside, honestly needs a hug, exhausted always.
𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐎 can dish it but can’t take it, rushes everything, anxious, plans their future but forgets to live in the moment, sometimes ignores their friends because they have so much on their mind, talks about themselves a lot and sometimes forgets to ask the other person how they are.
𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀 solves everyone’s problems but their own, solves everyone’s problems but their own, gets easily heartbroken but tries not to show it, will do anything to justify bad decisions, honestly just wants everyone to love them but doesn’t really love their self.
𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐈𝐎 easily set off, will give anyone the cold shoulder at any time even without reason, keeps a lot in, so observant that they often times find out things that hurt them, too many “what ifs” swirling in their heads, has trouble showing their true selves.
𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 impatient, brash, commitment issues, body issues, doesn’t realize they don’t need to change for anyone, has a lot of different goals to a point where they get overwhelmed, just wants to disappear and do what they want without anyone questioning them.
𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍 scared people won’t like them unless they’re at the top of their game 24/7, takes a lot for them to talk about their feelings, secretly struggling, fake happy, needs a plan but doesn’t know what that plan is, confident but insecure at the same time, wants to be stable but sometimes wishes they could drop everyone’s expectations of them and live normally.
𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 gets heartbroken like 30 times a week, trust issues, can be unmotivated and disinterested, feels they have to adapt to every person they meet so they can be liked, doesn’t know how to tap into their emotions despite being very intuitive, confused, expects little.
𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐒 empathetic often to a point of no return, plays the victim, doesn’t know when to say no, cynical, hermit, is very impatient, trusts everyone too much, can be secretly very critical and judgmental, can only tolerate maybe ten minutes of social interaction, needs a lot of validation
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Lizzy was still rather young that sleepovers and mall trips were long long away but she had started calling some of the classmates friends. She talked about them the same way they had all talked about their friends. Going on and on about whatever happened in class. Sometimes it was just gibberish. "I hope so. For her sake at least."
"She's still young that it's not really effecting anything. It's more like daycare than really school, you know. She's not learning math or anything. Just how to play and share and colors and shakes. Normal things for her age. One day won't hurt and I think she'd enjoy it more. As long as it doesn't become a habit."
Sometimes being a Dad felt like stumbling in the dark, he had no idea if he was doing the right thing or not, but he didn’t allow that to stop him- ratther he relied on Elie to keep him in check, or rather be his partner and talk things through with him, wasn’t that what good parents did? He didn’t really have the best example, hence… stumbling around in the dark.
“Makes sense to me.” Steve pondered, thinking about what she was telling him. “I think you’re right. Besides, look at me- I skipped a lot of school and I turned out alright.” he said jokingly, “I guess it’s hard to remember what it was like to be so young, y’know?”
There's a lot to figure out with their relationship being still as fresh as it is, but she's glad that he does seem to want this. Once everyone was gathered and they could all go home, Robin sat shotgun and Nancy and Ally sat in the back and talked through things with Jonathan and the others. Then, it was dropping everyone off where they needed to be, until it was just her and Steve.
Admittedly? That felt right.
She smiles as he fiddles with his keys, her fingers moving up to cascade through the weird dimensional goo in his hair. “We both really do need a shower.” Ally laughs, waiting for him to get them into the apartment before she blushes and then she gives him a little smile. “Do you have a washer and dryer or do you guys have a communal washroom we'll have to take these to? Just need to know where I can take the clothes once I start stripping out of them...”
Something, she's quite ready to start doing now.
Steve allowed silence to fill the space between them- for the first time with a girl silence doesn’t bother him, he doesn’t know how to explain it but it feels… okay. It doesn’t send his mind spiraling, making him want to break the silence with something loud and stupid. Steve, as usual, was the driver- so even if he wanted to talk to her they would have to wait, one by one they dropped them off until eventually they were alone.
Finally it felt like he could breathe.
“Oh uh, we have a communal washroom. I can take care of them.” Steve said with a waive, “Once we’re cleaned up I’ll run them down to the washing machine, I’ve done it before- my neighbors probably think I’m crazy with all of the bloody clothes I’ve had to wash.” he said in amusement, his teeth scraping against his lower lip in thought, “I can’t believe it’s over.”
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BASICS:
name: Jay.
pronouns: He/Him
sexuality: Heterosexual.
taken or single: single
THREE FACTS:
I create horror related content on youtube, it's my favorite genre and i love talking about it.
I'm a big wrestling fan; and my favorite wrestler of all time is Kane.
My Favorite movie of all time is Evil Dead 2: Dead by Dawn which is, objectively, the greatest film of all time.
EXPERIENCE:
how long? (months/years): So, I did forum RP and started making graphics for that and our website back in 2006. Made it to Tumblr in late 2008 when the website fell apart because they wanted us to start paying for the domain. Then I branched out other places, but mostly just RP on Tumblr.
platforms you've used: tumblr, discord, wired, facebook
best experience: best experience is a toss up? But honestly it's probably the Harry potter fandom. It's a small one, but everyone's nice and patient.
MUSE PREFERENCES:
female or male: Male, but honestly I can do either one if I like the character enough
fluff, angst, or smut: fluff and angst. I'm so out of practice with smut- but I'd be willing to write it with someone I trust
plots or memes: Memes are the easiest, I think, or starters, but I do like plotting as well. Especially if it's for like an AU, or there is something in particular that we want to do? The theater kid in me thrives on the improv of memes and starters, but I like a good ol' plot too.
long or short replies: I prefer long replies, but honestly sometimes I just don't have the energy for them.
Best time to write: Whenever I have the brain power for it honestly
are you like your muse(s): Steve and I are both willing to go to the ends of the earth for our friends, but that's about it I think.
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“Steve?” It's a genuinely gentle whisper at first when she first says it, but the snore she gets in response means she wasn't loud enough.
Ally hates waking him up, but she's been awake for the last hour and a half searching through their pantry for literally anything that was going to satisfy this, and nothing. She's becoming crankier with each passing moment and she hates this, but she also is too frustrated to be driving right now either, especially with the hot flashes making her a little prone to road rage.
“Sweetheart, I know it's 3am, but I need you to get the keys...like right now...” Ally begins, knowing he probably didn't hear a word of that either, so she rests her hand on his shoulder and rocks him a little and he's suddenly up with a start and she feels kind of bad. Just...not bad enough. “I know this is a terrible time, but I am starving and there is nothing in this apartment to eat.”
There is a lot to eat, but not what she wants right now.
“That like mini mart burrito thing? I need it, or I'm going to starve...” Oh, classic drama queen Ally had showed up. She wonders suddenly if he ever wishes he had never married a theater major. “Like, the baby and I will actually starve, Steven. Come on, my coat is already on.”
The young man was deep in sleep when he first hears his name- it doesn’t quite register with him, what he’s hearing- so he doesn’t respond. Turning over in his sleep he lets out another snore. For a brief moment his dreams shift to burritos and he snaps open at the sound of the words ‘baby’ and ‘starve’ “What the hell I-”
His eyes turned to look at the other, raising an eyebrow It’s three am and you cant find a single thing to eat in our very well stocked fridge?” he asked, unable to stop the dripping sarcasm in his tone. After a moment he finally sat up- looking at the clock and (dramatically- he’s aware of this) groans. “You are insufferable.” But he still leans over and kisses her forehead, because he loves her despite everything.
“You’ve got your coat on? Good. You’re coming with me.” Steve grumbled, but they both knew he would do anything for her. “What mini mart burrito is this again?”
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“Wait… what?” Admittedly the words caught him off guard, Steve hadn’t been sure he’d heard her right at first. “Oh um, yeah- yeah I’d like that.” He offered her a small smile “Oh uh, when? I mean- is tonight good?”