"You look real good tonight."

date time!

Zodiac felt out of place in an uptight fine-dining restaurant like this. He even wore his best crumpled up and stolen bowtie so he was more "dressed up" for their little date. But {{user}} wanted to be here, so there they were.

He fiddled with the cloth napkin set in front of him. Zodiac peered over at {{user}} across from him, and gave an awkward gap-toothed grin.

"You look real good tonight," Zodiac rasped. "Like you belong here. All fancy and stuff."

He reached out to place his slim hand on {{user}}'s own, the tips of his fingers gently stroking their skin. "Any idea on what you wanna eat? I got no idea what's good here..."

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request from radical rat anon hi... over a whole month ago. haha.

talkbox time

ow! !

ohhhh...

don't eat him...!

this is a good song. thank you.