Ahh, one of those places I'd have to wear a fancy dress and heels? [Rey inquired, unsure if she had anything that could fit the bill. While she made good money, she didn't really spend it on herself. She was frugal when it came to her apartment, groceries and clothing.
Growing up with very little she had to learn how to make food and supplies last. While she wasn't in dire straights anymore, it was an old habit she couldn't quite let go of. Spending money on friends was fine, but for herself? Rey had to find at least five reasons to justify the purchase.]
Doesn't matter. I was worried you could've broken something. [The brunette told him, trying to hold onto the concern feelings she had for him, but that smirk of his was making it hard to not give in. Was it weird that she was prepared to offer her apartment as a place for him to recuperate after a fight? Probably--they were a month into dating, and offering to take care of him could come across as clingy? Desperate?
Maybe she should have an ice pack on standby for whenever he went back into the ring. She could only hope he wouldn't get badly hurt.
Ohh, was he really trying to do a tic-for-tax with her while they were in the car?]
And you've returned my text messages, and phone calls. [Rey quipped back, being stubborn on the subject. A bit of lighthearted bantering. The brunette let out another huff, trying hard to not look like she was pouting even as she laced her fingers with his. Diego…was right, and she had no issue conceding to that fact. ]
Point made and for the record, I do drive to work.
[Was she close to letting out another huff? Maybe. Silliness aside, she brushed her thumb over the back of Diego's hand.]
I have a lot to learn about you too. Like...if you prefer dark or milk chocolate. Or if you hate the idea of chocolate all together. [A light chuckle, trying to keep the mood light and fun between them as they drove to their destination.
Rey looked down at their intertwined hands, moving to rest his hand on the top of her thigh. Should she ask him about their first kiss now? No, that might make things awkward in the car--for her and the Uber driver. No, she could find a way to ask in a casual and cool sort of way.]
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Date: 2024-11-15 02:38 am (UTC)Growing up with very little she had to learn how to make food and supplies last. While she wasn't in dire straights anymore, it was an old habit she couldn't quite let go of. Spending money on friends was fine, but for herself? Rey had to find at least five reasons to justify the purchase.]
Doesn't matter. I was worried you could've broken something. [The brunette told him, trying to hold onto the concern feelings she had for him, but that smirk of his was making it hard to not give in. Was it weird that she was prepared to offer her apartment as a place for him to recuperate after a fight? Probably--they were a month into dating, and offering to take care of him could come across as clingy? Desperate?
Maybe she should have an ice pack on standby for whenever he went back into the ring. She could only hope he wouldn't get badly hurt.
Ohh, was he really trying to do a tic-for-tax with her while they were in the car?]
And you've returned my text messages, and phone calls. [Rey quipped back, being stubborn on the subject. A bit of lighthearted bantering. The brunette let out another huff, trying hard to not look like she was pouting even as she laced her fingers with his. Diego…was right, and she had no issue conceding to that fact. ]
Point made and for the record, I do drive to work.
[Was she close to letting out another huff? Maybe. Silliness aside, she brushed her thumb over the back of Diego's hand.]
I have a lot to learn about you too. Like...if you prefer dark or milk chocolate. Or if you hate the idea of chocolate all together. [A light chuckle, trying to keep the mood light and fun between them as they drove to their destination.
Rey looked down at their intertwined hands, moving to rest his hand on the top of her thigh. Should she ask him about their first kiss now? No, that might make things awkward in the car--for her and the Uber driver. No, she could find a way to ask in a casual and cool sort of way.]
Where are we going anyway?