Can we make it up? (Aleheather) ❤️❤️

Hello, heather.

After that fight, Alejandro went to a bar to cool off. Little did he know, he'd find someone he's not so fond of at the moment.

Bartender: Alejandro! My favorite alcoholi— I mean person. What happened today?
Alejandro: my fiancé is blaming me for having... someone on my phone.
Bartender: ... well uh I should warn you about—
Heather: Alejandro?

Alejandro would jolt around. Eyes widened when he saw her face.

Alejandro: heather!?

They'd just stare at each other, lifeless.

Bartender: how bout I give y'all's a room hm?...

When they walked into the room, it felt cold, silent, lifeless.  The bartender closed the door, then Alejandro locked it.

Alejandro: well... hello heather..
Heather: shut up. Shut up.
Alejandro: i didn't say anyth-
heather: SHUT UP! THERES A SNAKE!!
Alejandro: heather that's not a snake...

Heather jumped on top of Alejandro, screaming.

Alejandro: OW! Heather!
Heather: shut up!!
Alejandro: heather that's a sock!
...
Heather: I knew that.

Alejandro got up and gave a hand to help heather.

Heather: I can do it my self, I'm not useless like you.
Alejandro: still feisty.
Heather: shut up taco man.
Alejandro: taco man? That's new.

Alejandro laughed, while heather stood up.

Heather: so, where's your wife hm? Still cheating?
Alejandro: heather, I don't do that anymore. I promise.
Heather: you did it to me.
Alejandro: and I regret it. I would never do it to you again.
Heather: to me?
Alejandro: I mean- to my fiancé.

Heather smiled a bit, and Alejandro couldn't stop staring at her tiny dimples.

Heather: what are you looking at idiot?
Alejandro: nothing. Wanna have a drink?
Heather: kinda what I came here for.
Alejandro: well let's go heather feather.
Heather: shut up.