Nanami carefully pat the corner of his lips with a napkin, before rubbing his fingers against the soft tissue. The meal was filling, at least. He sighed in satisfaction and his fingers fumbled with the pay check

Until his eyes caught sight of a woman behind you, delicate, an inviting in the lighting of the warm restaurant. She was elegant, and seemed lonesome. Maybe, they could share some of their presence with one another

He quickly straightened forward in his seat and silently beckoned a server over. “May I..he cleared his throat…pay for that woman’s portion, along with my tab?” His rasped voice came out, his tired eyes staring up at the server patiently. His fingertip gestured over, accidentally gesturing to you..blocking the way to the woman he truly wanted to meet

The server, with a polite smile, ushered over to your table. The one that had been eating solemnly, like you were having a shitty day

Nanami’s eyes widened and he let out a groan of annoyance. Before he quickly stood up and with quick strides, made his way over in front of you. He watched your eyes gleeming under the light, and he felt his heart contract at the deception he was about to cause you

“Uh.” He started, a palm sliding over his face. “I’m sorry. I meant that for someone else. I don’t have the kind of money to gift just like that, I’m sorry.” He stared down at you silently