Robin's Parents
A woman opened the door. She had short, curly, black hair and was wearing a pink sweater with tan pants. Robin's mom had a huge smile plastered on her face.
"Robin! How are you, dear? And this must be Starfire. How are you doing, honey?" She took my hand in hers and pulled me inside, leaving Robin to close the door behind us. Already I could tell that she was going to be talking all the way through dinner.
"I am Anne, Robin's mother. And this is Don, Robin's father." She motioned me into a room, and judging by how many computers were in it, I could tell this was where they did most of their work. Sitting at a desk in a chair was Robin's father. He had dark brown hair that was cut into a short buzz cut and hew was wearing a green vest over a blue sweater. I could tell by the way he peered at the computer screen that he was very smart.
"Oh, hello there! You must be Starfire." He stood up and reached for my hand. We shook and he walked towards the door.
"Are you two just starving? You must have had a long day of traveling. How about we go get dinner?" Don led us into the dining room, where there were four plates set at the table as well as sparkling silverware and candles. I looked down at my frayed jeans and my Beatles t-shirt and realized I was under dressed. Robin looked fine, though. He was wearing a tan sweater that had red stripes in it and tan dress pants. I never realized how cute he can look all dressed up.
I sat down next to Robin, with Anne sitting across from me and Don sitting to my left. A maid came out and poured soup into our bowls that were sitting on our plates. I picked up my spoon and took a cautious bite of it. Suprisingly, it tasted really good.
"So how long have you two been going out?" Anne asked me.
"Um, I really don't know. I guess it's been a few weeks." I looked down at my soup. Magically, the soupbowl had dissapered and in place of it was a plate filled with green salad. I picked up my fork and ate a few bites. There was a roll on the plate as well and I ate that too.
"Isn't Mom a great cook?" I looked up. Robin was smiling at me.
"Your mom made this? Wow, I wish someone could make stuff like this at home." I said.
"We haven't even gotton to dinner yet. How about I take you on a tour of the house?" Robin asked. I nodded and got up.
"We're going to finish dinner soon so don't take too long," Anne said. We nodded and Robin grabbed my hand and lead me out of the dining room.
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