Date of Destiny
@onesemihappyfamily
After several weeks, maybe even months, she couldn’t remember, spending time at his house became such a regular thing her landlady thought she had died and nearly put her apartment up for sale. It was about time that he asked her on a date.
Here she was, a memeber of the kingsglaive, a specialist militant group that face terrors you couldn’t even believe but now, now she was nervous about going on a date with someone she sort of knew by now.
Atlas actually got dressed up for this. A cute red dress, a low cut front and the skirt length to her knees. Topped off with a cropped black leather jacket and black glittery flats. She never got around to mastering the ability to walk in heels and she wasn’t going to start now.
She was waiting, leaning against the counter in the kitchen, waiting for Hugo to come and pick her up. He should be there at any moment. She was shaking, why was she shaking.