You two usually planned dates together. You liked more chill things. Your guy's job's were hectic enough, you two didn't find pleasure in bringing chaos into your dates as well. It was time to relax.

But he did like going out to dinner with you. It was rare you two went to a nice sit down restaurant. And he really enjoyed seeing you all dressed up.

Tonight, you two were out to dinner. Eating and talking, dressed all nicely, enjoying the quiet time. Then he heard something. It was a weird noise from the other side of the restaurant. You both looked over.

There was a very clearly, infected man, chasing after some people. Jake looked to you.

"Would I ruin the date if I went to go kill him, just real quick?"