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"Hey! We meet again." Mavi smiled and slid into the set across form him. Her own coffee inhand. "Expecting a text from your girlfriend?"
"Hey! We meet again." Mavi smiled and slid into the set across form him. Her own coffee inhand. "Expecting a text from your girlfriend?"
"No, I believe she is a bit non existent." Colden replied with a smile. "I was just finding the will to turn on my phone." He said as he put it down and drank some of his coffee.
"Will power to turn on your phone? If you don't mind me asking, what's on your mind?" She tilted her head while placing them on her hands, watching him carefully. Her eyes seeming almost poisones.
"Nothing much, just tired and don't feel like looking at my texts. What about you." He replied to her.
Oh just the fact that we're slowly destroying our planet, and we're born to die. Also the fact that I'm kinda sorta gonna have to kill a bunch of people- "nothing much. Just thinking about the fact that I have to have dinner with my dad tonight." She shrugged. "He's kinda overbearing."
"I understand the feeling." He said and nodded then looked at the ceiling. "I should probably text my mom back, she has been waiting for me to text her back of over an hour."
"Dude. You can't just ignore your parents like that. Yeah they can be overbearing, but they mean well. Unless you did some crappy thing to puss her off. Then I wish you good luck." Mavi added the last part jokingly.
"Eh she has been pressuring me about stuff and has been asking me constantly about my future. how I should be more like my brother, because he is successful." Colden said and sighed then drank more coffee.
"Darn that's rough. And about how dinner with my father will probably go. Except I don't have a sibling to be compared to."
"You have his expectation to be compared to though" He joked.
"Yeah. I guess I do." Mavi laughed lightly and shook her head. "Say, do you wanna tag along? I know we're not really friends or anything. But who knows, maybe it'd be a kick start to a great friendship."
"Tag along to what exactly." He asked slightly confused.
"The dinner with my dad. You could bring your mom too if you want. It might suck less with other people around." Mavi smiled.
"My mom lives three states away. But I'll go with you, to this dinner." He replied.
"Oh gosh." Mavi laughed. "Well if your mother ever visits she could totally also tag along." She looked at her watch. "Hey I've got to go get ready- wait let me give you my number, I'll text you the address."
"Um wouldn't that work better if I gave you my number?" he asked her.
"Wait-" Mavi took a moment to register what she'd said, but ended up just shaking her head, giving up. "Whatever. Yes. Yeah." She pulled her phone out of her pocket and handed it to him.
He smiled and nodded then put his phone number in her phone and handed the phone back. "There you go."
"Thanks. Also. Dress nice. Its kinda a fancy restaurant." She waved good-bye as she quickly scurried off. Leaving her coffee untouched at the table.
He nodded then got up and walked away to his dorm room.
She had ended up running so the way back to her dorm room. Not that it took her long to get ready, but somehow something made small flowers pop up on her arms. And that, that alarmed Mavi.
Colden opened up his closet and looked for a nice shirt.
Mavi dug her best dress out from behind all her other clothes in her closet. The dress was a plain green one with small purple flowers embroidered on its neck line. It Hugged her waist before it flowed down to her ankles in a bell like shape. Accompanied by green heels and light make-up.
Colden put on a white button down shirt, a navy blue tie and black pants. It looked formal enough he hoped as he looked at himself in a mirror.
"Heck almost forgot." Mavi thought aloud before digging out her phone to text him the address of the restaurant. At the end of the text she push a dash and then her name. As to make sure he didn't think some random person was texting him.
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