Venus Envy: Aedan B/Jessica R
It was slightly after sundown when the sleek black Coupe with heavily tinted windows pulled up out front and parked in a designated spot.
Aedan, when he stepped out, was not dressed lavishly as the car might have dictated, but comfortably in a pair of blue jeans and a forest green button down, tucked neatly into said jeans. His sandals made little sound as he crossed to the door. Pocketing his keys, he stepped inside the shop, the smell of her pizza hitting him first, followed by the slightly feminine scents and a few other, less pertinent things. "Jessica, I presume?"