WHO: Saint Patrick, Thalia WHEN: Sunday Evening WHERE: Pizza place and then who knooowwsssss WHAT: Date! WARNINGS: Cuteness? TBA?
Patrick had asked out Thalia and she had said yes! Not only that, she said Sunday, which was only the day after he asked her and it was a good thing she had suggested something for them to do because if she hadn't he would have agonised over it for ages.
As it was, he still agonised over what to wear. In the end he forced George and his fairy cat to appraise about ten outfits before his fairy cat threatened to piss on everything he owned, and George just said, "I don't know, Patrick, clothes are clothes." So they were no help at all.
He went with a nice white shirt and some jeans, which seemed quite plain after all the goings on, but at least he was dressed. He headed over to Thalia's to pick her up, sort of vibrating the entire way. Was this okay? Was dating Clio's sister weird? But she was so kind and funny and pretty! Surely it was okay, right?
By the time he arrived at her door, one daffodil in hand, he felt like an idiot who was going to trip all over himself.