Vlog Squad {Dom DeAngelis}

Reputation

Dom and I go to breakfast to a cute little bistro serving bottomless mimosas. 

I smile when we get our drinks. "I'm glad you stayed last night. Though I'm sorry I fell asleep, it was nice to have someone there this morning."

"Why don't you get a pet?" Dom asks. "Do you like animals?"

"Well yeah, but I just don't have time for a pet." I sigh.

We order food and continue talking while we wait.

"It was nice hanging out last night. Even though you fell asleep in the middle of Moana." Dom laughs.

"I guess I haven't realized how much working for David has taken a toll on me." I laugh. "Don't get me wrong, I love working for David; it's a dream come true. But I've been working non-stop since I graduated high school. I finished undergrads in three years -- with a major and double minor. I got my JD and MBA at the same time, even after I got certified as a paralegal. I haven't taken a break in six years."

"You work too much." Dom shakes his head.

"It's all I've known." I shrug.

"You should take a break." 

"I can't do that! I just started working for David. It's so weird to finally be out of school, yet I'm busier than I've ever been." I shake my head.

"It's summer; you should have fun!" Dom exclaims.

"Well, David's birthday is soon. We might go do something fun for him." I shrug.

"When is your birthday?" Dom asks.

"July 7th." I blush. "It's a couple weeks away."

"Why didn't you say something? Let's go do something! How old will you be?" 

"Twenty-four." I smile. 

"You've done all this before you turned twenty-four?!" Dom exclaims. "Holy shit."

"I like to think of myself as being successful," I say.

"But you also do YouTube." 

"Well, on the side. Speaking of which, I need to edit and upload some stuff." I sigh.

"Have you uploaded the video from the day we met?" Dom asks.

"That's what I need to upload." I laugh. "I'm about to pull a Trisha Paytas and upload the whole thing with no edits."

Dom laughs. We finish our food in comfortable silence. 

When I go to pay, Dom stops me. "My treat."

"No, I insist. You slept on my couch; I owe you." 

In the end, I win out. I pay the bill and Dom and I walk back to my car.

"Do you want me to drive you to your place?" I offer.

"No, it's fine. I can call an Uber." Dom runs a hand through his hair.

"Are you sure? I can drive you; it's no worry. I don't have anywhere to be." I shrug.

"How can I say no to that face?" Dom boops me on the nose and I laugh.

We get in and he gives me directions back to his place. When I pull up outside, I look over at him and smile.

"Thanks for keeping me company," I say, turning my body to face him.

"Thanks for breakfast." Dom smiles, turning towards me.

I lean closer as he does the same. Before our lips touch, he coughs and turns away.