//XD
A part of me wants their first kiss to be as Addie is leaving or something
But that’s too much angst
I think
Idk
I’m indecisive
“Okay,” Addie nodded, smiling. “Lead the way.” She held up their clasped hands. “I won’t lose you.”
(No, it's perfect!!!!!)
"You can't," Archer chuckled. "I'm both your guide and your ride."
“Precisely,” Addie laughed. She started walking in what she thought was the general direction of the Eiffel Tower. “Is it this way?”
"Yes, but I believe you forgot about the scooter," Archer laughed.
“Right,” Addie sighed. “The faster means of trasport you so kindly rented,” she joked.
//wow that was choppy •-•
(Lol. I had to read it a couple of times to get it.
Too. Many. RPs…)
"Oui. Shall we?" Archer gestured to the Vespa.
//yea sorry bout that
Same
“We shall,” Addie smiled. She got on the Vespa.
(Boarded generally applies to boats or aircraft.)
Archer climbed on and started the scooter. He revved the engine a couple of times before speeding away.
//right. Ok I’ll change it. I’m sorry I’m a mess this morning
Addie loved the Vespa. Her hair whipped behind her; besides the occasional strands that hit her face, she loved the feeling.
//yes I remember they have helmets but eeehhhh
(Oof. It's fine. Me, too.)
Archer sped through the city of love on the bright red Vespa. He was pleased to e spending time with the girl who rode with him. Maybe he would ask her out later…
//what do I say
Ummmmmmmmmmm
Addie could see the Eiffel Tower in the distance, growing closer and closer as they drove towards it. That’s how eyesight works, idiot.
(Lol.)
Archer stopped in front of the iconic landmark and took the key out of the scooter's ignition.
"We have arrived," he said with a sweep of his arm at the tower.
Addie laughed. “I can see that.” She stared up at the tower, drinking in its intricate design.
"Let's go up, yeah?" Archer said, taking her hand.
“Yeah,” Addie said, taking his hand but not taking her eyes off of the Tower.
Archer led her up, where a dark-haired guy met the once they went up the elevator. Archer smiled at him and gave him a fist bump.
"Andrew! Hey, can you get us a table tonight?" he asked.
"Of course! There's always a table for you here," the guy – Andrew, said.
Addie was very much conscious of her American accent as she introduced herself to this ‘Andrew’. “Hi,” she said, offering him a hand. “I’m Addie.”
"Right. Andrew, Addie. Addie, Andrew," Archer introduced the two to each other, pointing to the names' respectful owners.
Andrew nodded at Addie and grinned. "A pleasure to meet you."
“You as well,” Addie smiled. “I take it you work here?”
(Finally home!)
"That is correct. I'm the manager," Andrew said with a nod.
"Yeah, but he started by cleaning tables," Archer chuckled.
Addie smiled. “Everybody has to start somewhere,” she said cheerfully. “Thanks for getting us a table.”
"It was no problem, there's always one set aside for Archer, even if he never uses it," Andrew said as he started to lead them to the table.
Addie didn’t really know what to say to that, so she just chuckled lightly before following Andrew to the table.
Archer sighed at the comment of the table. He had helped out as a waiter on time while they were really busy and they never forgot it somehow.
They saved the table for him and his girlfriend, but… he didn't have many of those. No girl ever seemed right for him. Not until Addie came along, that is.
//XD
I gtg rn I’ll respond in a bit
I’m sorry
(Lol. Okay.)
Archer sighed at the comment of the table. He had helped out as a waiter on time while they were really busy and they never forgot it somehow.
They saved the table for him and his girlfriend, but… he didn't have many of those. No girl ever seemed right for him. Not until Addie came along, that is.
Addie sat down at the table, unfolding the cloth napkin and smoothing it over her thighs. She smiled at Archer’s awkwardness. “Is this the first time you’ve actually taken advantage of the offer of a table here?” she asked.
Archer shook his head. "No, not the first. It is only my second, though. The first time I brought my mother," he told her with a wry smile.
Addie laughed. “Well, I’m sure your mum enjoyed herself,” she said. “Really, nobody? I cannot be the first sort-of-maybe-hopefully-girlfriend-ish-person you’ve had.”