92 - a real date with you.

“Why aren't you leaving for work early? Don't you have to deal with the issue you won't talk to me about? Or do you have another fake date to attend today?” Gift who had barely eaten her meal couldn't help but take in the outfit Zenith was wearing but she didn't want to say a thing about his outfit, not when he wouldn't tell her what exactly Timothy did.

“You sound pissed, it makes me sad to see you upset,” he said and she scoffed.

“As if! Just answer the question, are you going for another fake date today?” She asked as she eyed him before looking away right at the moment that their eyes connected.

“Yes, I'm going for a date, but it's not going to became today,” he said and she almost exploded in fury as she gripped the arm of her wheelchair tightly.

“Oh, I see,” she breathed as she tried to sound normal, but her trembling breathing gave her out, “you you've decided to make it up to that woman with areal date right?” How shameless?! She thought as she started to move her chair.