forum Trouble in Paradise [Private RP — Closed]

Started January 21, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Ashkey shrugged and pecked his lips quickly. “Anything else you want to do? Or should we go back to studying?”

“Well, there are certain things I’d like to do but can’t, so I guess studying it is,” Lucas answered with a sigh.

Ashley narrowed her eyes at him, curious but thinking she knew the answer to her question.

“And those things are…?”

Lucas shot her a smirk.

“You know what it is, sweetheart,” he said to her in reply.

Ashley scoffed and playfully shoved him away. “Funny, babe.”

Lucas laughed, stretching before he walked back to his desk.

“Hey, help me with this?” He said to her, but it was more of a question than a statement.

“What is it?” Ashley asked as she made her way over. She glanced down at the paper and then back up to Lucas.

Lucas sighed.

“Here, this question,” he pointed to one of the practical questions. It was a question about dyes and the likes. “I hate practical questions.”

Ashley read over the question, her mouth moving as she murmured the words to herself. When she was finished, she nodded and began to explain it to Lucas, hoping he understood.

“Do you get it now?” she asked when she’d finished.

Lucas nodded.

“Yup, got it!” He grinned. “Thanks, Ash.”

“No problem, babe,” Ashley chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “I’m going to go work on my own stuff, now.”

“All right,” Lucas nodded

(Skip to the date? I’ve got something special planned out! :D)

(Sure!
not it
Also, I’m curious… Abd I have a feeling I know what it is…)

(Tell me in the PM~?)

Lucas felt extremely nervous. He’d thought long and hard about this date and he hoped it would be successful.

He checked his collar again, making sure it was okay before patting his suit.

“Ash? You ready?”

Ashley stepped out of the bedroom, adjusting one last piece of hair as she smiled at her boyfriend. “Yup! Now, are you going to tell me what the deal is with this date?” she asked, knowing that he wouldn’t.

“Definitely not,” Lucas shook his head. “You’re going to be stressed out a lot because of the chipmunk in your tummy, so I’m going to make you have a good time.”

He said that without looking at Ashley, but once he did, he felt like all breath was knocked out of his lungs.

She looked absolutely beautiful.

“You look beautiful, Ash…” he murmured, otherwise speechless. “I—I don’t know what to say.”

Ashley blushed a little and ran her hands down her flowy, red dress. She had gotten it a while ago but never had reason to wear it; it was just an impulse buy that she couldn’t pass up. The bust was tight and covered in lace that matched the color of the fabric underneath, and the straps wrapped around her neck to tie in the back. From the waist to her knees, the dress flowed loosely, just a smooth, red fabric in this portion.

“Oh… Well, thanks, babe you look amazing, too. I forget how nice you look in suits,” she said softly.

Lucas blushed, clearing his throat.

“You ready to go?” He asked, turning around to grab the keys. “We’re taking my car. Sorry, Jeep.”

(Sure!
Not it!)

I hate you…

Lucas was nervous the whole time. He’d actually reserved the entire restaurant for this special time, but he didn’t want Ashley to be suspicious.

When they walked inside, soft music was playing. Two or three tables were full of couples, and Lucas noticed one man looking nervous. He sighed in relief. When they took their seat, Lucas’s eyes caught some cameras.

The cameras were positioned towards the couple right next to their table, but Lucas knew exactly where their camera was directed at. He only hoped Ashley didn’t realize what he was planning.

“So, you wanna order something to eat?” He looked at her and offered her a grin. “Pasta? I’ve heard theirs is super good. There’s also shrimp pasta, if you’re interested.”

Ashley chuckled softly and picked up the menu in front of her. “Well, I’m not such a big fish fan, so I think I’ll look through the menu before making a decision.”

Lucas nodded, picking up the menu as well before skimming through it.

“Oh, I’ve heard their desserts are really good,” he murmured. “But we should save those for last, right?”

“Mmhm… Probably,” Ashley agreed in a murmur, ignoring how strangely he seemed to be acting. Whatever was going on, she was sure it would happen soon. “Maybe I’ll get the chicken Alfredo…”