If Love Can Kill

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"It's so expensive, I cant accept a gift like this," I shook my head giving the ring to Diver.

He didn't take it, "Aloha look, if I cared about it being expensive, I wouldn't have bought it in the first place."

He pushed my hand back towards me, the ring still in between my stained fingers.

I sighed, "if you say so..."

The ring fit perfectly on my finger, it was a simple silver banded ring but it had red diamond cherry in the center. How ironic.

Diver finished eating his burger as I continued to admire the ring, occasionally stuffing a cherry or two in my mouth as I did so. He stuffed his box back in the bag and sat there watching me, his chin resting on his hand.

"Hmm?" I said still looking at the ring.

"Watcha doin'?" He asked drumming his fingers on his cheek.

"Nothing," I mumbled back stuffing another cherry in my mouth and taking a sip of my drink.

"Do you wanna go on another date?" He asked.

I stared wide eyed as I choked a little on my drink. I started coughing and set the drink back down on the table, burying my head in my arms as I continued to cough.

"It helps if you take a drink," Diver said tapping on my boba tea.

I looked up, glaring at him, and grabbed my tea taking a large sip of it. The coughing slowly went away and everything became awkward.

"So...?" Diver asked, "how about that date?"

I sighed burying my head in my hands, "sure..."

I could almost feel his grin from here, "sweet, I'll pick you up at 7 again tomorrow."

Fact: that thing about the drink is actually true, if you're drinking water or something and it goes down the wrong tube (hence the coughing) just drink it again to help

Army