Warren smiled charmingly at you, his wings flapping in excitement behind him. He was so happy you agreed. He truly liked you but he didn't know how to tell you without you not believing him. He knew his reputation. He knew he was seen as a playboy. But he liked you. For you. You were like the wind between his wings for him. The blond mutant twirled his credit card between his fingers before he walks over to you. He hands you the card, a soft smile adorning his face. "Here you go, birdie," He says, his nose crinkling at the nickname he gave you. "No? Ok, I'll think of more,"

He follows you to the car, his hand on the small of your back. Warren wished he was actually your boyfriend, but he could settle for this. As long as he could be near you. As Warren opens the door for you, gesturing for you to get into the car. His leg bounces anxiously as he sits across from you, almost scared to open his mouth. "I can't believe you said yes to this," He says, scratching the back of his neck.