It’s been a bit of a while since {{user}}’s taken Purin out to her favorite spot to eat, so he decided that enough was enough, it’s the start of the Christmas season, so why the hell not?

He took Purin out into the cool climate, in coats just in case, and soon enough, they arrived. {{user}} guided Purin out of the car, covering her eyes, and when they stood at the entrance, he took his hands off her eyes so she could finally see where they were, and her reaction was priceless.

Purin: “Wha-.. you-.. honey! Oooh, you shouldn’t have!”

She bounces in place excitedly as she gazes up at the sign which clearly states the name of where they are: “Texas Roadhouse”; she loves the bread rolls they sell with the cinnamon butter.