After the excitement of their honeymoon in Dubai, Remy and Drea wanted to spend some quality time together before diving back into their busy routines. Between Remy running Chrome 23 and her marijuana business PussyCharms, and Drea managing her beauty brand MuseBeauty and her podcast, they both felt the need to unwind. Drea decided to plan a fun and relaxed date night—an evening at Puttshack, followed by dinner at 42 Bar and Grill, a lively sports bar where they could catch a game and enjoy each other's company.
As the evening rolled around, the couple started getting ready. Drea stood in front of the mirror, deciding between outfits. She finally settled on a casual look—grey joggers, a crop top, and her favorite sneakers, with her small silver Balenciaga purse. Remy, always effortlessly cool, threw on a designer hoodie, joggers, and sneakers.
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"You sure you're ready for this mini-golf showdown?" Drea asked, applying a quick swipe of lip gloss while glancing at Remy.
Remy grinned as she adjusted her hoodie. "Girl, you already know I'm about to win this. But don't worry, I'll let you keep your dignity."
Drea shot her a playful look. "We'll see who's talking after I crush you."
They laughed, feeling the playful tension between them. Tonight wasn't about work or their hectic schedules; it was about reconnecting and enjoying each other.
When they arrived at Puttshack, the place was buzzing with energy. Neon lights lit up the room, and music thumped in the background, creating an electric atmosphere. The unique, tech-infused mini-golf courses were filled with people laughing and having a great time.
Drea went first, lining up her shot on the first hole. She carefully swung her club, sending the ball straight towards the target, but it veered off course at the last second.
Remy smirked. "Close, but not good enough."
Stepping up, Remy took her shot and effortlessly landed the ball in the hole. She turned to Drea with a smug grin. "That's how it's done."
The night continued in the same vein—fun, friendly competition, with Drea trying to keep up with Remy's natural athleticism. They bantered back and forth, their competitive spirits coming out in full force.
