•over time• {Dallas Winston}

"Whatever you say doll."

"Jesus I hate the cold." I said as we approached the dingo.

"Tell be about it." We quickly walked inside and got our table. I sighed slightly at the warmth and grinned. It felt like I just walked through the gates of heaven.

"Whatcha want to drink doll?" He asked, leaning back in his chair. I paused and thought for a moment. I then chuckled slightly.

"A hot chocolate."

"Badass."

"You better not get a beer. You're walking me home tonight and I'm not letting a drunk go with me."

"Fine, fine. I'll just get a hot chocolate as well."

"Oh so very proper my good sir." I say in a random British accent.

We laughed.

"Where did that come from?" He said in an attempted British accent.

I shrug and laugh some more.

"Your British accent is ass because you're New York-ian."

"First of all my accent is stupendous, second of all what The hell is New York-ian?"

"It means you're from New York and are annoying and have no patience."

"Honestly, that about sums it up." He smirks.

We get our drinks and continue being idiots. I also found out that dally hates tomatoes and stink bugs. One landed next to his hand and he jumped up from the table and told me to kill it. Such a gentleman.

Later on we got our food. His looked better than mine so when he turned his head for a split second I stole some of his food. He didn't realize at first, but caught me in the act the 3rd time.

"Ha! Caught you red handed."

I picked up a tomato and taunted it with him.

"Who's red handed now?"

"You still are dumbass."

"Oh. Give me one more bite or I will throw it at you."

"Uh blackmail?"

"Yes now hurry."

"You have your own fo-"

"Your is better..!"

"Sorry not sorry. I told you to get this."

"Uh..Nuh uh."

"Yes huh."

"Nuh uh."

"Yes huh."

"Nuh uh."

"Yes huh."

I threw the tomato at him and stole his whole plate.

"Motherfu-!"

"Shut up.." I shoved a few more bites in my mouth before very nicely and politely handing it back.

"Wow thank you. What a kind woman you are." He said in the most monotone voice possible.

"Enjoy your meal." I smile and take a sip of his hot chocolate.

We got a couple of glares from older people but laughed them off. We got the check and fought over who should pay.

"I'm paying." I say as I pick up the check. He takes it out of my hands.

"No you're not."

"Yes I am."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Split it?"

I hesitated.

"Fine."

We both payed have and left a tip.

I grabbed two mints on the way back and threw one at his head.

"Thank you very much." he said sarcastically, picking it off the ground and unwrapping it.

"No problem." I already ate mine earlier so I just threw the other at his head. We just left it on the ground. Dally said, and I quote, "for the homeless I guess".

As we got closer to my house dally spoke up.

"Your fun man..to hang out with I mean."

"I know."

"You're supposed to say thank you ya idiot."

"I don't have to. You just want me to."

"Whatever."

As we made it to my driveway I turned and told dally bye.

"Peace."

"Peace."

I waited to make it awkward, he hated when things got awkward so I did it just to piss him off.

"Shoo shoo."

I laughed and walked closer to him.

"What are you doing now?"

I then hugged him. A genuine hug. He didn't know what to do but he eventually hugged me back.

"Ok Mrs. Lovey Dovey."

"Says the person who calls me doll all the time."

"Whatever you say doll." I walked up my driveway and into my front door. He waited until I got inside to leave.

I walked inside smiling softly.

"Did you get the beer?"