Who: Lindsey McDonald & Gwen Raiden What: The Date Where: Different places, starting at her apartment When: Few hours after his texts to her Rating: TBD Status: In Progress
He'd gotten about as dressed up as he liked befre going to collect Raiden. Presentable, tidy dark shirt and jeans, still reasonably casual, it worked for him. She of course would be in red. Leather or silk he'd left up to her own choosing, either was more than fine by him. The night was more about her than anything else. She deserved a proper date, especially given it was him and he was more than happy to see she got one. So dinner and a movie and whatever she wanted besides. A night for her.
He'd even crossed that line into sappy and bought flowers, flowers he thought were very her. More exotic than the traditional and red of course. Had to go with the red when it was so very her.
Getting to Gwen's place he parked his car, grabbing the flowers from the seat next to him and took a few moments to compose himself. Harder than standing in front of a court room was taking Raiden on a date.
"Took you long enough" he muttered, to himself more than anyone. Probably he should have done something like this years ago. He cared about her, and sure he couldn't be with her like they both wanted but they could do this. They'd have this.
With a final glance in the car mirror he moved to the door and knocked. Three times, sharply.