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"So should we walk to that Indian restaurant down the street? I think it's still open," suggested y/n as they headed towards the elevator.
"What? No," Miguel noted as if the mere idea insulted him. Pressing the button to go down he continued. "I wanted to take you to this new sushi place I've been wanting to try."
Entering the elevator, y/n watched as he pressed the 'P1' button. "It's a bit further from here so I'll drive."
"Oh," was all she said, remembering what happened last time she was in his car.
The elevator quickly arrived at the 'P1' level. Entering the car, y/n placed her tote at her feet just as the car made a swift exit out of the underground parking, before making an exit onto the main road.
After a 15 minute detour, they now entered the highway as Miguel smoothly jumped between lanes. In no more than 30 minutes, they were parking outside of a medium-sized restaurant in an isolated area of a strip mall.
"We won't stay for too long. I've got some work I have to get done later." He said parking the car, as he unbuckled himself.
"Yeah, of course. No worries," she said as he was already getting out of the car.
Opening her door, he took her hand as he helped her out of her seat. "Thanks," she mumbled.
As they walked towards the front entrance of the restaurant, he placed his hand briefly on her mid back. "You look nice by the way," he said as he opened the door for her.
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Feeling her face warm, y/n didn't even have the chance to thank him, as the hostess was quick to greet them and lead them to a table.
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