It wasn’t often your busy schedules lined up these days, but when they did the two of you made the most of it.

It had been agreed that tonight you would go out for a fancy meal at a 4 star restaurant to celebrate her making it onto the Olympic rugby team, something she had dreamed of since she was a girl.

Stepping out of the cab, she smoothed down the navy dress she was wearing, lightly touching her hair to ensure it had remained in place. She took a moment to admire her reflection in a window, smiling to herself and glancing at you over her shoulder.

“I scrub up pretty well, don’t you think?”

She asked with joy glistening in her eyes. She usually sported a rugby uniform or sweatpants so this was a big change for her, she actually felt pretty for once.