Fire Stormborn works at her own coffee shop/bookstore in Divine, West Virginia that she inherited from her mother three years ago. She's shy, friendly, and somewhat secluded, until, her friend, Roman Reigns introduces her to the leader of the wolf p...
They went inside a bar called Full Moon Blast and sat down at a table. Rhea Ripley approached their table and stopped.
Rhea: I knew I smelled fresh meat when it walked in. Who's your date, Damian?
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Damian: Fire, this is Rhea Ripley, and Rhea, this is Fire Stormborn. She owns that little bistro about two blocks away from here.
Rhea: Oh, so, you're the one Roman has been talkin' about. I should check out your little shop myself, instead of, hangin' around this dump all the time.
Fire: The atmosphere is energetic here. You own this place?
Rhea: Yeah, but it gets boring, sometimes. Is this your first time being in a bar?
Fire: Yeah, and first time drinkin' alcohol.
Rhea: It seems like you've gotta virgin on your hands, Damian. Is she gonna be the new queen of the pack?
Damian: Not yet, Rhea. I want her to fill us out, first.
Rhea: Fair enough, are you guys ready to order?
Damian: Yeah, just give us the usual.
Rhea: You got it, boss. It was nice meetin' you, Fire.
Fire: Same here, Ms. Ripley.
Rhea: Just call me, Rhea, sweetheart.
She walked away and Fire moved her fiery red and orange hair out of her face. She put it behind her ears.
Damian: So, tell me about yourself.
Fire: Well, what do you wanna know?
Damian: How about where you were born and raised?
Fire: Pojuca, Brazil, and I moved here when I turned 15. Where're you from?
Damian: I'm from Puerto Rico and I moved to The Bronx, New York when I turned 12. I didn't move, and reside here, until, I was 22. I was a bartender, then, I became a wrestler, and now, I'm just tryna live life to the fullest, you know? I'm lookin' for someone that I can spend the rest of my life with and build an empire with. It gets lonely out here.
Rhea brought out their drinks and food.
Rhea: Here you guys go. Is there anything else I can get you guys?
Damian: Fire?
She kept looking at her drink and saw a full moon in it.
Rhea: Fire, you okay?
She looked at the both of them.
Fire: Yeah, I'm fine. I'll just get some icy water, please. What is this, by the way?
Rhea: Oh, that's the signature drink. I named it after the bar. It's your very own Full Moon Blast drink. I'll be back with your water.
She walked away and Fire looked at the night blue and white concoction.
Damian: It's harmless. She brought us a shot. We can take it together.
They drank the shot quick like and slammed their shot glasses down. Fire coughed a little bit with the back of her hand against her mouth.
Fire: That was stronger than I thought.
Rhea came back with her water and sat it down on the table.
Rhea: Did you like the shot?
Fire: Yeah, can I get a tall glass of it, please? I'll pay for it.
Rhea: No worries, it's on the house.
She walked away and they started eating, drinking, talking, and laughing. Rhea brought back their drinks and another round of shots.
Two hours later, Damian and Fire were on the dance floor slow dancing and Fire was drunk as hell.
Fire (drunkenly): You feel so strong. You can slap my ass if you want to.
They looked at each other.
Damian: Fire, you're drunk, and you're not thinkin' straight.
Fire: I'm not drunk. I never get drunk. Go ahead and do it. I've been a very naughty girl, Mr. Priest.
Damian: I'll slap your ass when you're sober, so, that way the both of us will have a clear conscience.
Fire: My conscience is perfectly clear.
She gave him a kiss and started kissing him. He backed her against a wall, and began to bite the side of her neck with his werewolf fangs, but he stopped himself. He kissed the side of her neck and looked at her. He moved her hair out of her face and put his forehead against hers. She tried to kiss him again but he moved out of the way.
Damian: No, Fire, listen to me, you are drunk. I don't take advantage of drunk girls.
Fire: And I don't fuck on the first date nor get drunk on the first date, but there's a first for everything, right?
Damian: Right, but you're not thinkin' straight, Fire.
Fire laughed dryly and brushed him aside.
Fire: I'm outta here.
She walked out of the bar and towards her car. Damian walked out of the bar and called her name while following her. She tripped over her footing and fell. She vomited and he ran towards her. He helped her up and carried her to her car.
Fire: Damian, what're you doin'?
Damian: I'm takin' you home.
Fire: Will you stay with me, until, I get over my hangover, please?
Damian: Sure.
Fire: Tonight was fun and I felt like I was livin' on the wild side for once.
Damian: We can have many more nights like this.
Fire: Let's have somethin' romantic next time. I don't wanna be kissin' you with my puke breath.
Damian: Right, but I've had worse.
Fire: Enlighten me.
He put her in the passenger seat of her car and closed the door. He got in on the driver's side and closed the door behind him. He drove towards her house, and once they got there, they went inside.
