Dinner

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Packing up my stuff I began to walk to the exit before a hand was placed on my arm, "What about I take you out for dinner huh?" He gives a sly wink and combs his veiny hands through his luscious locks again "Im sorry Mr Sato but that seems highly inappropriate..." my breathing speeding up before the man whisked me away.

He brang me to this very fancy Japanese restaurant, the interview lasted a long while so at this time the sun was already setting, I insisted for us to both go home but he was determined to take me to this place. He already had a table reserved because he was a known guest at this restaurant so we sat at booth near a window looking out to the beautiful pink and orange sunset. My eyes locked back onto Mr sato before putting my hands in my lap, "So what do you usually eat out?" He says in a exiting tone "oh well I don't usually got out funny enough" I say my stare wandering to look out the window once again to see the navy blue sky stars shining the moons reflection against the glass window.

Afterwards...

"That was really nice ken" I sighed as he opened the exit door for me to go through, "anytime,Y/n" he stated opening his arms signalling for a hug, my eyes widened before accepting it. It felt nice...almost comforting I thought to myself as second went by in the warm embrace I pardoned myself and as we both walked off I turned back to catch a glimpse of his black orbs again.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 03 ⏰

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