Chapter 3: The Date 2/2

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N/A: I am so sorry that this part is late. Like super super super late. This part of the date is why I had to split it in two (a butthole) parts. I couldn't figure out what to do for the second half of Demus side, and procrastination came into play.  Also let's see how many references you can find.

Dee was waiting for Roman at the restaurant. It's been ten minutes. He felt uneasy about this. Roman's never been late to his classes, if anything he's early. 'Is he even not coming?' Dee thought.

The waitress comes over. Her name tag read Karen. "Hello um.... Sir? Are you ready to take your order?" She felt uncomfortable because of Dee's face.

"No... I'm waiting for my date. If even even shows up." Dee mumbled that last part.

The waitress snorted. "Hah! Who would like you? You're so ugly, I bet your "date" stood you up and only said yes because they felt bad."

"Au contraire!" Dee looked up and saw Remus, in a suit. He looked at bit confused until the look in Remus's eyes said to just go with it.

"Uh, see? He's my date." He felt relief as his lying came in handy for once.

The waitress was sputtering. "But... But he's hot, and you're... Not!"

'You must have bad taste if you think I'm hot-' Remus thought.

"Oh shut up you crusty dusty dinosaur, I bet all your lovers left you because you're a bag of dicks in the personality." He spat as he sat down.

The waitress shrieked. "You heathen! My manager will hear about this!" She storms away with a red face.

Remus and Dee laugh to themselves. Dee hasn't laughed like that in a while. Dee smiled at Remus for a bit.

"Thank you, for doing that... "

"Anything for a friend" Remus died on the inside while saying that.

Dee looks down. "So... Is Roman coming?"

Remus frowns. "I'm sorry. I left before he did, getting ready for my own date. What a coincidence it would also be here. But I haven't seen him enter as I've waited. My date was an asshole, so I dumped wine on him and went to see if I could find you. I didn't want you to be alone."

"Oh.. " Dee frowns. Of course Roman didn't actually like him. 'I am so smart. Why would he like me?' He felt Remus grab his hand and he looked at him.

"Hey, don't be upset. At least I'm here for you." Remus gave him a lopsided smile.

Dee slowly smiled. "I guess you're right." He stood up. "Hey, that waitress was a mega bitch, why not just go somewhere else to eat tomorrow?"

Remus melted on the inside. He didn't think this was going to work, he didn't think Dee would stay. He needed to thank Virgil. "Of course."

They got up together and walked out of the restaurant, flipping off the bitchy waitress, who made offended noises.

As the two walked, Remus tried to hold Dee's hand, but he got too nervous so he pulled away. Dee looks up at the night sky.

"The stars are disgusting."

"Yeah.. They are."

"Just like Roman's eyes." Remus frowns and looks away from him. He makes no comment. However, he looked back at him when he felt his hand being grabbed. "But I shouldn't focus on him, when I have you right next to me."

Remus felt a blush creep on his face. "Dee.... That.... That's exceptionally cheesy of you." He chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah" Dee chuckled along with him.

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