One More Night (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

"Thanks.." she said. The next few weeks were another set of awkward messes, as the two of them tried to overcome the tense feeling between them.
 
He knew she said he didn't need to make it up to her, but he did anyway. He snuck into Hell and got her fancy unheard of stones only forged in Hellfire, even bringing her little reptiles that scuttled about the brimstone. Girls liked lizards, right?
 
She was thinking to herself. She needed to get over it. Needed to let go, but she didn't know how. Their relationship had always been a mess, but she didn't know anymore. It all felt so strange.
 
"Hey," He approached her one night and brushed his messy red hair back with his fingers, "Let me take you out. Actually, no, it's not even a request. Get dolled up, to the nines, we have reservations at six."
 
"No buts. To the nines, right now. A glass or two of wine will not ruin you for work tomorrow." He stated.
 
She made a noise and moved to get dressed. She felt terrible, she knew he was trying his best, why was she still feeling like this?
 
He was so excited, he couldn't wait to take her out and show her a good time. They hadn't had a date in a while anyway.
 
She was trying to find an outfit, trying to figure out what to wear. To the nines? Where the hell were they going? She had no idea. She put on a nice dress, and found some shoes to go with it, and was working on hwr hair.
 
He dug out a button up from the laundry and put on some nice-ish pants. He brushed back his hair and even trimmed his beard. She liked him scraggly but they were going out, so he had to look his best.
 
She made a noise. Did she look over dressed? She had no idea. So, she decided that this was the best it was going to be, and headed out.
 
He opened the car door for her and let her in before driving to the restaurant, which happened to be a five star joint you had to book months in advance to even look at tables.
 
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