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"Well, I suppose we should get to work." she said, this time extending her own hand.
"Well, I suppose we should get to work." she said, this time extending her own hand.
"Oh, yes." Havenwood rose and grabbed her hand. They appeared in the cave and began work.
(Do you want to time skip to when he meets her family?)
(Sure!)
(So it's a week or two later and he knocked on her door)
"Maria? Um… it's 10:30…"
"Yes, I know. Coming!" she said. Maria was wearing a white tube top and a leather jacket along with a pair of jeans and tall brown heeled boots. It was a rather stylish look.
Havenwood waited outside, feeling out of place. He wasn't wearing his usual hoodie, but a dress shirt and a pale brown suit coat. He wore white pants and white dress shoes. It looked quite nice, considering his white hair and gray eyes.
"Alright…" Havenwood looked uncomfortably around again.
Maria walked outside, grabbed two helmets, and hopped onto her motorcycle. "Put that on and sit behind me, this thing can carry two people." she said, tossing him a helmet.
"Uh… okay…" He awkwardly fit the helmet on and followed her to the motorcycle and sat behind her, feeling even more out of place then what he felt comfortable with.
Maria started the motorcycle, driving for fifteen minutes when she pulled up to a large, two story house in a suburban area. An portly older woman who was a few inches short walked up to Maria and Havenwood, a humongous smile on her face. "Hello querido*! And who is this?" she asked, looking to Havenwood.
*Querido means "Darling"
Havenwood bowed and kissed the woman's hand graciously. "I am Havenwood, señora. It's so very nice to meet you." He straightened up, hoping he didn't look as nervous as he felt.
"You can call me Isabel." she said. She then turned to Maria. "You never said your boyfriend was such a handsome young man! And so polite." she said. Maria looked stunned, as she had never said Havenwood was her boyfriend. This was unexpected.
Havenwood grinned hastily and shook his head. "We're not together. I'm interning her." He felt himself go a little red nevertheless.
"You don't need to be so modest, I won't be an annoyance." Maria's mother winked.
Havenwood felt the redness get faintly more intense. "No, it's really just-"
"I must tell your papá! Finally you might get a husband, you've been putting it off far too long. You're not a young woman anymore, Maria. It's time you though about the future. Oh, I'm so excited, I'm going to have grandchildren!" she said, rushing back inside.
"Oh… um… my… She seems… very nice." Havenwood blinked several times, trying to restrain himself from laughing.
"She's going to be arranging the wedding next." Maria said, entirely serious.
"R-really?" There was a laugh stifling his voice. "Oh… you're… you're serious?"
"Yes. I actually am quite serious."
"O-oh…" Havenwood cleared his throat.
"Don't worry, Papá will talk some sense into her. I hope."
"By the sounds of it they both want you to get married… Shall we go inside?"
"Yeah, let's."
Havenwood followed her into the home and looked around.
A very tall young man, who looked almost exactly like Maria walked into the room. He had a sleek black ponytail and glasses. "Maria! I heard you had a boyfriend, but Mamá most likely overreacted. Again." he said. "Havenwood, this is Pedro. Pedro, Havenwood." Maria smiled.
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