Brothers Best Friend | corbyn besson

9

After a lot of drawing have been shown, I was getting bored, and I think he was too.
"Alright I'm getting bored. What els do you want to do." He starts to put the drawings back in the drawer. He gets up to take it over to the right place. "Anything you wanna do."
"Well it's 9 at night. What else is there to do." I say.
"How about I take you for a little ride, then we could watch a little netflix."
A look up at him.
"Not like that."
•Corbyn's POV•
She lets out the cutest giggle. She then blushes.
"Sure. I'm down for that."
"Alright then, let's go."
She slips on her shoes while I slip mine on. We're soon headed out the door. The car ride was basically us jamming out to songs that have a lot of bass in it. We end up going to Steak N' Shake again.
"Corbyn I didn't bring any money!" She says.
"It's fine. I got you." I smile at her and she obviously looks guilty.
"Don't worry about it."
We walk in and immediately the waitress sits us. We get a booth, and both order milkshakes.
"I'm taking a picture."
"Alright."
"Here, let me see your hand."
I lift my hand up and she laces her fingers with mine.
"Is this fine." She asks, looking up at me.
"Yeah, it's totally fine." Oh god, why'd I use totally in a sentence.
"Ok, three, two, one."
She takes a picture with the flash on. She puts her phone down on the table still holding hands with me. She's bold. I like that. I watch her type 'date' as the caption, once again, and post it on her story.
"Here," I let go of her hand. "Come and sit by me. That'll be easier." hAhAhA iM dYiNg. Why am I so smooth?!
She stands up and slides into the booth with me. I hold out my hand and she takes it.