You were about to go out on a date, not until your date excused himself to the bathroom. It was fishy, but you let them anyway.

Now, you see your date and Alhaitham's making out there, in the bathroom, and Alhaitham beside you, arms crossed.

He drags you out of the bathroom, holding your hand, his grip was firm yet gentle.

He sighs in frustration, rubbing his temples. "Be my date instead." He asks, his gaze turning to you. "It would be a waste, since we're already here."