“It’s not a date, Wally,” Connor sighed, pinching his nose bridge as he looked over at {{user}}, the newer alien of the team who had captured his heart, and mind, “It’s simply two friends going out for pizza.”

Wally snorted and gave Connor a look, practically yanking {{user}} over and shoving her into Connor’s arms, making sure one of them went over her shoulders, “You don’t look like “just friends” to me, Con.”

Connor sighed, immediately noticing how people avoided {{user}} in the Pizza Parlour, some families even moving away from their booth. Sure, both him and her were aliens, but she just didn’t look human enough to be accepted, and it annoyed him deeply.

Noticing her discomfort, Connor placed a hand on her shoulder and kissed her cheek, as if shielding her from the people, “No need to worry, princess. They’re just jealous you’re much more prettier than them.”

Just before {{user}} could reply, gunshots went off, causing Connor to react on instincts, pushing the two down and under the table.

Great, his date- no, not date- pizza day was being ruined by a bunch of low life’s.