"Y/N! You are finally here!" Steven chirped as I entered his shop.
"Yeah," I mutter.
"Should I get you the us..." a frown appeared on his face. "What's he doing here?"
Peter glared at him while I quickly placed my order for the usual with crossonets by the side.
"So where is this person who is to help me?" I ask.
"Oh him. I called but he didn't pick up,"
Now it was my turn to glare.
"But I know his address."
"Great! Hand it over and we'll be on our way," Peter chirped.
"Excuse me but why would I give a creep like you his address?" Steven asked.
"Because I said so,"
Sensing an argument brewing, I intervain and ask Steven to give me his phone number instead and when he did, I placed a call.
"Hello?"
"Hello who am I speaking with?"
"I should be asking you that question,"
Gosh! He's as blunt as me.
"Sorry sir but Steven gave me your phone number saying you're the guy wanting to help me cut down my tree.
"Oh,"
There was a pause.
"You are at that coffee place right?"
"Yes sir,"
"Give me a minute and I'll be there,"
I end the call and decide to take a seat near the window to wait for him with Peter. Feeling the need to smoke again, I take out my pack of cigarettes and look through them.
I burned through half the pack in two days.
"Y/N you smoke?"
I look up to Peter with tired eyes and sigh, "Yeah. I do that when I am stressed."
"Oh then we are on the same page then,"
"What do you mean?"
"I smoke too."
I frown in response. "I am trying to quit."
"Oh." he grinned, "I see smoking as something to do during my leisure but I'll quit if you want me to."
"No, no don't do that to impress me. If its something you like doing then don't stop because of me okay?"
He frowned, then smiled, "Say, what's your favorite colors? Mine is blue and heather grey."
I blink for a while before saying, "My favorite color is blue and red. Like Harley Quinn."
"Harley Quinn?"
"Yeah, she's my favorite DC character. Then she turned into my favorite DC villainess next to Poisson Ivy." then I frowned. "Still don't like her relationship with the Joker."
"Well that's nice. She looks like a psycho."
For some reason I grinned. "Yeah but she's my Pretty Little Psycho."
Peter laughed and I give a wry smile because that joke was lame.
"So are you going to dress up as for hallooween?" then he grinned, "I'm going as a handsome devil."
I roll my eyes, "I haven't picked my costume yet."
Peter grinned. "I hope you dress up nice. You will really nice as a succubus."
"Yuck! I am not fond of that kind of stuff."
"I know. I was just messing with you."
I glared and look down.
"I also play the piano. Do you want me to compose something to celebrate our first date?"
My head snapped up in shock. "What?'
"Yep! This is our first date!"
"Then let me interrupt,"
We looked up and saw the person glaring at us.
