It's What's On The Inside That Counts [FireBlaze]

"Your choice.... Though I don't know about a restaurant.. Maybe get some take out and go to the park..?" She mumbled.

As if he hadn't seen anything, he turned to her cheerfully. "Well, looks like I gotta be your chauffer for the night. Where to?"

She glanced up and slowly got into the car, closing the door behind her.

"Get in the car," he said gently, getting into the drivers seat and unlocking the doors.

She sighed, looking down and nodding, her ears dropped back and her shoulders trembling.

He grabbed her shoulder to hold her in place, not ready to let it go. "I mean it, is it always like this when you're around?"

"Let's just go" She sighed, looking up at him pleedigly.

"Is that screaming I hear?" his ears twitched and he stared over her at the house.

"Beer case" She huffed, folding her arms over her chest, "At least it was empty this time.." She mumbled.

He frowned as he waited for her to reach him. "What was that box?" he asked as she reached him.

She looked up and gave a small wave, getting up as the door opened and a box was thrown at her, she spun around and threw it in front of the door, her ears back and she walked to Cocoa.

He saw her sitting outside on the steps and waved at her from his car, parking in front of her house and getting out to greet her.

Sola sat outside her home, wearing a pair of jogging pants and a sweater, her purse at her side as she waited patiently, ignoring the yelling from inside.

It was soon time to go, the time rapidly approaching 7:00. He put on simple, yet nice clothing on to prep for their...whatever it was.

At the end of the day, Sola sighed and went to walk home, her ears back.

He nodded, the plans in place. He happily turned and went to class, throughout the day glancing at the clock, eagerly awaiting 7:00.

"Alright" She said.

"Relax," he assured her, "And if there's any time you want to go home, just say the world and there won't be any hurt feelings."

"I guess... I'll be ready then" She said softly and sighed.

"If you don't like it, then you'll just never have to come again," he tried convincing her. "So what do you say? I'll pick you up tonight at 7:00?"

"I don't really know.... I'm not used to going out.." She said quietly, giving a soft sigh, "I guess I can try..." She mumbled.

"Well, you can tonight if you want to," he said. "We could either go to a fancy smancy restaurant or just a nice walk through a park next to my place. I could pick you up."

"I never have plans" She sighed.

He went silent, having no clue how to comfort her. "Hey, do you have any plans tonight?" he asked. It was Friday, and he had nothing to do that night.

She gave a quiet sigh, "They probably still would" She murmured.