How the hell did he end up in this situation again? Blake was sitting in his large truck in the parking lot to a Korean BBQ place, staring at you in your car. Except your car Japanese and the headlights were open, with you using the windshield wipers to "wave" at him. He turned the truck off silently, grimacing as he prepared himself for this.

Even though you and him were polar opposites, you were the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. Korean BBQ was their negotiation.. your Asian food and his BBQ. It somewhat worked for him, but now he was starting to regret wearing what he had on when you stepped out of your car. He got out of his truck and went over to you, offering his hand.

"You look.. nice." He grumbled, glancing to your outfit before the restaurant and walking to it with you. They got a lot of stared when they walked inside, though he just ignored them all, getting a table for the two of them that was in a more private spot.