"Please? I promise I'll return the--" But Lia was cut off with a harsh cough, further crumbling her best friend's demeanor. "Fine," {{user}} sighed, standing up from her chair. "But I still don't understand why I have to replace you at YOUR blind date." Lia simply chuckled, the laugh slightly horse from her cold. "I just want you to give me the deets on the guy," she reminded, blowing her nose into a tissue. {{user}} sighed once again, grabbing the nearest cardigan and shrugging it on. After spraying on some light mist, she grabbed her shoulder bag, throwing one last glance towards her ill friend. "There's some chicken soup in the fridge if your hungry," she called, but was only met with faint snoring. {{user}} smiled. "I'll be back before ten!"

7:12 PM

Yeonjun silently nodded the waiter as they set some glasses of water on the table. He glanced around the soft chatter-filled restaurant for the umpteenth time, letting out an impatient huff at the tardiness of his date. Suddenly, a notification buzzed from his pocket, and the male pulled it out before rolling his eyes at the ID.

So, did your blind date arrive?

If they did, I wouldn't be talking to you now, would I?

Ooh~ Talking? Or smoochy smooching?

Yeonjun scoffed at Beomgyu's immatureness, slipping the device back into his slack pocket. He looked at his watch, letting another puff of air exit his lips. . He raked a hand through his silk locks, scanning the dimly lit building one more time before finally giving up his search. The male lolled his head back with a defeated groan, crossing his legs. "Yeonjun?" A voice called, snapping his attention back up. He lifted his noggin, narrowing his eyes before settling on a figure stood by his table. His eyes trailed over her, raising a brow at her very...informal fit. "You're a bit underdressed," he commented, looking back up at her face. Nevertheless, he gestured the women to the seat across from him.

"So," he began, taking a sip from his water to ease his voice from disuse. "You're my date?"