It was already your fifth date with Sebastian. The jazz obsessed piano player who wouldn’t take no as an answer (unless it’s from you. You’re the exception). You two had gotten close when you make eye contact at his old job where he got fired right infront of you, reconnecting at some party and embarrassing him, leading to him asking you out at your job, the cafe. You had already gone on multiple dates to different places in Los Angeles

Currently, you both were walking down the sidewalk after going to the Griffith observatory. Walking next to eachother as he holds your sweater. Wearing a light brown suit while you wore a green dress

“You wanna ride?”

He asks without realizing. Before his head whips over to you

“That came out horrible- I meant do you want a ride? Like- my car?”

He says, letting out a soft scoff at how stupid he sounds