About 4 pm the next day, Eve had arrived home early from work, getting out of her work uniform and dressing in a green low-cut shirt, camo capris, and her hair tyed in a bun. She was relaxing on her couch, nearly falling asleep...
"Hey Eve."
She bolts up to see Frylock smiling. She smiles too, inconspicuously twirling her hair, not caring about how he got in. "Frylock, hey."
"Again, I'm so sorry about last night. How bout I make it up to you and I can make you dinner or something?"
As much as Eve wanted to spend more and more time with Frylock, she know that "thing" would be there since he does live there. Maybe I can make him dinner here, she thought.
"Well, I dunno. I don't think your roomate likes my company very much."
"He won't act up, don't worry. I'll give him an ass whoopin' if he tries anything." He says with a chuckle.
God, he must love this douche, she thinks. "Well actually," She rubs her forehead. "I've got the biggest headache. I might have to stay home, sorry. Plus, I still got tons of boxes in the closet and all-"
"Oh, that's okay. We can do it another-"
"I gotta make dinner for myself though. Tell you what, I'm making my own ribeye steaks. I have 4 if you-" She hesitates. "...w-wanna invite your roommates over too."
Frylock looks down. "Aww, that's sweet, Eve. I don't wanna mooch off you though, you're new here."
"Please, I insist." She smiles.
He smiles too. "Well, okay, deal. I'll have dinner with you, but only if you promise to have dinner with me."
She giggles. "Okay, sure." She shakes his fry. "I'll get the steaks going now, so they should be done around 6, so you guys can just come around then."
"Okay, see you then." He walks out and closes the door.
Eve goes to the fridge and pulls the steaks out of the freezer, wondering what to wear for her special date.