You walk in, fully expecting tonight to be like every other night, even if you took a few months off. That is— until you realize Stolas isn’t as smiley or flirty as he usually is. You had a feeling he’d lost interest, but you wanted to make it up to him.

“Do you—“ He began, softer than intended, so he started over “Do you have my book, Blitzø?”

It was going to go as planned. He’d take the book back, give Blitzø the crystal, and talk. Maybe they could be more than the arrangement they had