(Based on a prompt from Outsidenow. Thank you!) Vi's POV.

Q recovered quickly. We talked on the phone a couple times and agreed to meet up on Thursday.

Okay, I was totally nervous. We decided to meet at the cute little coffee shop on campus.

I opened my closet and sighed. I wasn't typically a girl who fretted over her appearance for hours on end,but I wanted to look nice. I knew what I had to do.

"Isaaaaaaaa!" I called, exasperated. My roommate walks in, her dark hair messily braided. She was clutching her commonplace book and looking a little miffed, probably because I had interrupted her writing.

"Yeah, Violet?" She asked, her ice-blue eyes inquisitive and listening.

"What should I wear for my date?" I ask nervously.

"Woah, woah, woah. You have a date? With whom?" She asked after a short pause.

Oh, Great. This is awkward.

"Um, your brother. Quigley." I stuttered, blushing and smiling awkwardly.

"Um, okay. Wasn't expecting that." She said, and chuckled.

"Well, what should I wear? It's not super formal, just in the coffee shop." I said.

"Hm. Well, I'm not the best person to ask..." She responded. "I'm not one of those people." She admitted. She really wasn't at all, but she was the only person I could ask.

We looked through the closet and pulled out a black tank top, gold cable-knit sweater, kinda tie-dye, bleached, very frayed shorts, these super cute cat tights, and my tall dark brown boots.

In other words, I looked like a classic hipster.

So not me.

"Nope." I told her. I looked through my closet and found exactly what I was looking for:

My favorite, super cute jeans, grey The Cat Whiskers Come From Within shirt, knee-high dark boots, army jacket, and a black scarf embroidered with silver leaves.

Perfect.

I walked out and Isa gasped. "Definitely." She said, in awe.

I sat on the couch and wait.

Soon, there was a knock on the door. I swallowed and opened it.

Quigley was standing there, his eyes dancing. He was dressed casually, in a pair of dark skinny jeans and a "Don't Judge a book by its movie" shirt, with a dark hoodie.

He looked gorgeous.

"Hello, Ms. Baudelaire." He said coyly.

"Hey, QQ." I responded,blushing. "Shall we?" He murmured.

"We shall." I told him, and took his hand.

We quietly walked to the coffee shop, and Q opened the door for me.

"Why thank you, kind sir." I said, grinning, and walk in. The hostess told us to seat ourselves and we did so. It was a cute little place, with bright decor and a beachy feel.

I looked at the menu and decided I was just going to have coffee and a bagel.

The waitress, a short, pretty girl with purple hair and green eyes walked up.

"What can I get you two today?" She asked.

"I'll have a hazelnut latte and a toasted Chocolate chip bagel, please." I said distractedly.

"I would like a caramel frappucino and a Nutella bagel, por favor." Q told her.

"Coming right up!" She said,smiling. I started tapping my fingers on the table and Quigley smiles.

"So, what's your story?" He asked.

"My parents were killed in a huge fire when I was 14. Me and my siblings were sent around to so many foster homes I lost count, until I turned 17, when my younger brother and I went to college. He's super smart. I guess I am too. My major is engineering. Your turn." I explained, my voice sad.

His blue eyes widened. "I'm sorry.. The same thing happened to me, and I disappeared off the face of the earth for a while. Me and my siblings went to college a little early too. I'm majoring in Cartography. Oh, and your brother is my roommate!" He said, chuckling at the last statement. I laughed too, smiling coyly. The waitress came up with our food and set it in front of us. "Enjoy!" She said, and went back to her business.

I took a bite of my bagel. "This is super good." I sighed. My coffee was superb.

"Mine is too. Like, super awesome." He murmurs.

We don't talk much as we eat, occasionally poking fun at each other.

when we finish, Q insists on paying. "It's ok, are you sure?" I said.

"I'm positive." He told me.

He paid and we sauntered out the door, holding hands.

He kissed me on the cheek as we walk and I blushed. I kissed him on the lips and he blushes harder. "I wiiiinnn..." I said in a singsong voice, grinning. When we get back to my dorm, Isa answered the door. "I'm heading out." She said innocently. We walked in. "This is a cute little place." He chuckled. "Yeah. It's home." I murmured. I looked into his eyes. They were really, really blue, so much so that they make the ocean pale in comparison. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my lips to his. The kiss was soft and slow, gentle. I kissed him a little harder, and he kissed me back.

We separated, both of us smiling softly.

"See you next week, Miss Baudelaire. I'd say the Reader's Nook bookstore on Friday, maybe?" He suggested. "Sure." I murmured, staring into space.

"See you, Then!" He exclaimed, and I chuckled. "See ya, Q. Stay awesome." I murmured, and sauntered out my door.

I couldn't wait.