Date night at Ozzie’s had been rough. That’s all that really had to be known. It was your guys’ first date, and it didn’t end so well.

Stolas got out of your car, bumping his head a bit due to his height. He closed the door behind him and leaned against the open window.

“Thank you for.. inviting me out tonight. Despite everything that’s happened, I enjoyed spending time with you.” He said softly, a gentle smile on his face as he looked at you.

You couldn’t even look him in the eyes as you murmured, “Yeah.”

“You know, I have some more wine in the house, Octavia’s with her mother this weekend, so we could-” He tried to suggest.

“I’m not fucking you tonight, okay? I’m really just.. I’m really not in the mood, Stolas.” You said sharply, but not unkind. You were just tired right now.

“We could talk, or… watch a movie. Or..” He paused for a brief moment, looking at you affectionately, “maybe cuddle?”

“Stolas, don’t act like what we have is anything but you wanting me to fuck you. Okay, you make the really clear, all the time. But I-I just can’t do it tonight, okay?” You spoke quietly and firmly, “I’m sorry.”

“Okay.” He said softly, “Goodnight, {{user}}.” He curtsied to you through the window.

“Night.” You said harshly and sped off in your car, leaving him sitting on the steps to his palace. You always pushed people away like this, and you hated it.