~ Valentines Day ~

Chapter 2: Night out

WELCOME TO CHAPTER 2 HEHEHEHE
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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐭: Emphasising something/ making something more clear
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑛𝑡: Thinking
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[Rody's pov]

I was in my apartment. Looking in my bathroom mirror which was 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 cracked and broken. 𝑈𝑔ℎ, 𝑖 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑥 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑜. I combed my hair a couple of times to make sure that it was "perfect" but it always still looked messy. (😭)
I combed it one last time and rushed over to the living room. I looked at the clock above the the couch and read what it said: 8:26. 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒! I grabbed my bike and ran out of there. I was cycling across the streets of France until i remembered something. 𝑂𝑜𝑜ℎℎ 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝...

[Vincent's pov]

𝑈𝑔ℎ, 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 8:34 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒?
𝐃𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐠. I practically rushed over to the door and finally opened it. I had spent hours before getting ready trying to look my best for Rody as he had unexpectedly invited me out. I tried to play it off cool as if i "didn't mind", but on the inside i was screaming of joy! I open the door. "Hey Rody, finally you made-". I stop mid sentence as i look at him up and down. He had mud all over his face, jeans, shirt, EVERYWHERE. He was holding a bouquet of sloppy flowers where i can definitely tell they were hand picked. "Hey Vince!" He says with an awkward smile. "What...happened?.." i say to him slowly, waiting for such a dumb answer. "Oh, yeah this? Okay so i was cycling to your place when i saw this lovely field of flowers so i thought: "Oh, Vince got you chocolates so why not get him some flowers!" So i uhm.. picked you some flowers, but while i was getting up to leave i....slipped in the mud. Oopsie?" He laughed sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. "I mean, it was the least i could do. As a thank you for your gift!" He reached his hand out for me to grab the bouquet. "Oh! Uhm thank you Rody. They're very nice." Rody smiled brightly. "Soo, uhm may i come in? I think i need to clean off all this mud, hehe." I open my door wider as i say: "Oh! Of course! Come in." He walks through my door and stops in the middle of the living room to admire the place.

"Woah! Cool house you've got!" I blush slightly. He looks around the room while i think: He got me flowers?! Maybe I actually have a chance.... 'Lets get you cleaned up' I say. I walk over to the kitchen to grab a cloth and soak it in some water and soap. I walk back over to Rody with the cloth in my hand. 'Take a seat.' Rody does as he's told and sits down. I walk right in front of him and get down on one knee to clean his jeans with the cloth. It's kind of awkward, because of the silence. I see something in the corner of my eye. He's staring at me.

10 minutes later

[ Rody's pov]

He finally finished cleaning the mud off my clothes. He stood back up and put he cloth on the table. "So, what were you planning to do tonight?" he says while folding his arms over each other with that same look he always has. 'Well uhm, I thought we could just go for a walk or something?' I say while standing up from the couch, so I'm on the same level as him. "Just a walk? Alright then." He puts his arms down and starts heading to the door to head out. "Yeah! Let's just walk and see where the night takes us!" I say while following behind him.

We were walking across the street. The evening breeze hitting our faces. My hands were awkwardly beside me, while his hands were in his pockets. I tried to start conversation. "Sooo... Vince! You doing anything this weekend?" I didn't know what to say, but anything was better then the silence at this point. "No, i'm not doing anything. Why are you asking?" he says looking at me. "O-oh! No reason! Heh.." i say while rubbing my neck sheepishly. "Okay, if you say so." He says.

We turn the corner and i spot a bar we could go to. "Oh look! Should we go in there?" I say, trying to go anywhere at this point. "You drink?" Vincent says surprised. "Pfft, of course i drink!" I was obviously lying. I could never afford any wine or anything. " Suit yourself." Vincent starts walking over to the bar while i was trailing after behind him. We walk through the door and i hear a little *𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠* of a bell attached to the door. The whole place is crowded and it smells extremely like alcohol. I trail after Vincent like a lost puppy as i look around. We finally find 2 spots at the bar and finally sit down.

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OKAY IM SORRY FOR AN ABRUPT ENDING BUT IT FELT LIKE I NEEDED TO SEPARATE THIS INTO THE NEXT CHAPTER

852 words! (The story)

Thanks for reading chapter 2! <3