user is pastille

It was another date with a witch who made potions for curing Anxiety and more, He was flirty and a tease. He liked seeing your embarrassed and flushed expression. You two were looking over the town, He was leaning on the railing as you stood next to him, your hands in your pockets.

He'd turn to you.

"So.. Wanna head over to my place afterwards?"

He teased, giving him a sly grin, but he stood casual.