"Our love is God—let's go get a slushie."

Life is Strange

Chapter Six: Our Very First Date


Songs of the Chapter:

First Date by Blink-182

Stomach Tied In Knots (Acoustic Version) by Sleeping With Sirens

First Kiss (Stranger Things Soundtrack)


"He will be here any second!" Quinn panicked as she rushed cherry-flavored Chapstick over her lips and then groaned when she got it on her teeth. She tried rubbing it with her thumb but it only made the color smudge.

"You need to calm down before you get all sweaty. That blue long sleeve shirt will show pit stains," Lux said from behind her. She handed the navy-haired girl a napkin before she adjusted her friend's hair. Quinn hastily wiped the pink Chapstick off her teeth and tossed the wadded up paper in the trash bin.

"I can't help it, Lux." The young artist groaned, "I'm just so nervous."

"This wouldn't be your first time going on a date, would it?" The blonde asked.

"Well… yes."

"No need to worry, Quinn. I've never been on a date either— you know how Garen is. I got something for you to use," Lux smiled as she turned to look through her jewelry box. The tiny box played a sweet tune when the blonde opened it. The navy-haired girl watched her friend rummage through gold bracelets and diamond earrings before she finally pulled out a silver chain.

It was a beautiful necklace with a simple opal crystal hanging on it. Lux held it up to Quinn, letting her friend lightly touch the white stone. She wrapped the chain around Quinn's neck— it was cold on the navy-haired girl's exposed collarbone. The blonde took a step back, smiling as she admired the necklace on her.

"You look beautiful."

"Lux, this is your necklace I just can't—"

"It's a good luck charm of mine. I've worn it for every test and I've passed them all," she giggled while she held her hand over her friend's lips. "I'm sure it could help on this date too."

"Thank you, Lux." Quinn smiled.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Quinn quickly shot up from her chair to go open it. Her hand hovered over the doorknob, her fingers twitching. Lux stepped before her and opened the door to reveal Talon, looking calm. He opened his mouth to say something but the blonde slammed the door on him. Quinn's jaw dropped while Lux grabbed her by her shoulders. Her golden eyes jumped from the door to her friend, seeing she had serious face.

"Listen up, Quinn!" Lux practically shouted, grabbing her face. "I know you like this boy but you need to say 'no' if you feel uncomfortable and get out of there. You're a beautiful girl and he will probably try to grab your firm boobs."

Quinn froze when her friend gave her chest a couple of light squeezes.

"So you go out there and go on this date. If you need me, just text me. If that boy tries anything fishy, I will have Garen deal with him." Lux said darkly. The young artist couldn't help but hide her face in her hands— this was going to be a wild day. Her friend giggled, immediately returning to her sunny personality. "Have fun, Quinn."

"Thank you, Lux." Quinn sighed while she walked passed her to open the door. Outside she saw Talon, who seemed to be holding in a laugh as his face was red and his lips were pressed together. She waved to Lux before stepping out quickly, but not fast enough for the blonde to give the Noxian a glare.

"You ready," he asked. Quinn nodded. Talon chuckled, "I'll go wherever you want to go and I promise I won't try and grab your firm boobs." The Noxian busted out into laughter when Quinn smacked a hand over her red face.

"Did you really hear that?"

"I heard all of it," he replied. "Pretty sure the whole floor did. That aside, where do you want to go?"

"Oh, there is a cute little café on campus. It's run by one of Lux's friend. We can go there," The navy-haired girl said.

"Quinn, it's five in the evening. I think it's a little too late for coffee."

"You said you will go wherever I wanted to go," she smirked.

"Fine, fine. I guess I could just order a hot chocolate or whatever," he groaned.

There was a small few seconds of silence before Talon held his hand up next to Quinn. His brow twitched and his cheeks slightly turned pink. Quinn watched his amber eyes jump around to avoid her gaze, she could tell what he was asking without words. She stared at his open palm for a brief second before she laced her fingers between his. Talon's hand was cold but the navy-haired girl didn't mind.

They kept their eyes forward— hiding their increasingly reddening faces from the other.


Quinn stepped into the café as Talon held the door open for her. He followed behind her to the where the menu was posted above a magazine stand. The Noxian stood beside her, both of them surveying the blackboard and colorful chalk. Apparently, there was a Friday sale on cold drinks. Although, it was way too chilly outside to enjoy them. They were well into the month of October. Quinn would have to remember that if the weather ever warned up.

"What are you getting," Talon asked.

"I think I want a vanilla macchiato with no whipped cream. You?"

"A hot chocolate with extra whip," he grinned. "I'll buy you just go find us a place to sit."

Before Quinn could protest, Talon was already walking towards the cash register. He watched a student she didn't recognize take his order before she looked around for a seat. Her eyes finally settled on an ugly, mustard-colored loveseat by the window. It was small, meaning her and Talon would be sitting a bit too close to each other.

Quinn smiled at the thought.

She walked over and practically sank into the cushion. Quinn groaned when she felt a spring poking her in the most uncomfortable place. Not to mention it smelt as if it had coffee spilled on it a few too many times. The Demacian didn't mind the smell of coffee but this was just too stale.

"This date has gotten a bad start… but I assume nothing else could get worse," Quinn whispered to herself as she adjusted her sitting so the springs weren't stabbing her.

"Got your drink," she heard Talon say as he made his way over. The navy-haired girl smiled at him before taking her macchiato. Talon sat beside her, his face twisted uncomfortably the exact way when Quinn sank into the dark-yellow cushion. "My god, the hell is up with this couch. I can feel the old springs shoving right into my—"

Talon paused and then took a sip of his hot chocolate.

"Yeah, I think I know what you were going to say. Why don't we just head out to the umbrella chairs outside." Quinn suggested while she got up, struggling a bit to get her rear end out of the couch. She lent the Noxian her hand and he gladly took it, letting Quinn assist him to his feet.

"Good idea, this shitty café music was starting to get on my nerves anyway," Talon chuckled as he followed Quinn out the front door.

The area where the umbrella chairs were was completely empty— it was Friday after all. Quinn assumed students would be either resting in their dorms or off campus enjoying the start of the weekend. She took a seat, shivering when she sat on the cold, metal chair.

Everything was cold actually. There was no breeze but it was still a rather chilly evening. Talon sat down directly in front of the Demacian but moved to the seat beside her when the umbrella was blocking his view. They smiled at each other when their eyes met. Talon cleared his throat.

"You mind if I ask you something," he said before sipping his drink.

"Go ahead," Quinn replied. She had to admit his sudden curiosity had stricken some nervousness in her.

"Where did you get the nerve to ask me out?" Talon covered a growing smirk with his cup.

"Do you know that girl that sits directly next to me in Life Drawing?"

"Yes, I think her name is Jinx or something. Why?"

Quinn pulled out her smartphone and tapped the screen until she was in her text messages. She had to scroll up through all the nonsense Jinx had been sending her. The Demacian chuckled as she turned her phone so Talon could see the screen. His amber eyes narrowed at the phone as he read:

From: Jinx

Speaking of angry rashes, did you talk to that guy you like? I think I know who it is! It's that guy you're always staring at in class!

His name is Taffy right? Or was it Toby? I'll go with Toby that sounds like a more human name. I once met a guy named Echo but it was spelt kinda weird. What kind of name is that anyway?

Ask Toby out already! You and him have to double date with me and Jhin it will be so awesome! We can get ice cream and watch movies but Jhin won't watch movies about musicians. He thinks it's a dumb form of art. So as I was saying...

"She really gets off topic a lot on doesn't she…" Talon sighed, looking away from the screen. "Also why did angry rashes remind her of me? What were you two even talking about?"

"Now who's getting off topic? I'll admit that rambling of hers turned into... motivation," Quinn smiled.

"If we're being honest here, yesterday when I was waiting by your door, I didn't really care about getting my shirt back…"

"Then what did you care about?"

"You saying yes to a date with me," Talon chuckled. "But you beat me to the punch… and if by any chance you would say yes to another, don't bring those two crazies with us."

"You mean Jhin and Jinx? What's wrong with them? I think they are pretty sweet."

"A close friend of mine isn't very fond of that freak, Jhin. He's bat shit insane." Talon said, a hint of sourness was heard in his voice when he said the Ionian's name. "Also, from what I hear, his girlfriend is a compulsive liar. She goes around telling people that her and Jhin first got together in detention."

"But that is completely possible… right?"

"Maybe in high school but we are in a university— we don't have detention here. But there is some truth to the story, Jinx did set fire to the science labs and Jhin did kill a chicken on stage. However, every second year knows they got together at a house party last year." Talon watched his date's eyes lower down to her coffee cup, her fingertip rounding the top. He grabbed her hand, "But a date is no place to talk about shitty people."

Suddenly, Talon's pocket started screaming. His face twisted into an ugly scowl as he reached into his packet, taking out his phone. Quinn couldn't help but wince at the terrible noise. The Noxian tapped his phone screen and then put it face down on the table.

"Speaking of shitty people," Talon growled. His phone began ringing again and he ignored the incoming phone call, this time muting it.

"What was that horrible noise?" Quinn asked.

"A custom ringtone I have for Katarina. It's a sound bite of her trying to sing in the shower." He chuckled, "She hates it."

Talon's smartphone vibrated on the tabletop. He flipped it over, seeing that Katarina was sending him messages in all capital letter for him to answer. The Noxian groaned as he cleared the text messages.

"You should probably just call her back. It seems like she won't stop until you do," Quinn said.

"You don't mind?" He asked. Quinn shook her head with a pretty grin. Talon sighed as he dialed Katarina's number. He lifted the phone to his ear and immediately his sister began screaming at him— even Quinn could hear what she was saying.

"Why were you ignoring my calls, boy?!" The redhead yelled. Talon pulled his phone away to rub his ear.

"I'm talking with someone," he replied.

"Well say goodbye because you have to cover my shift at work."

"Why do I have to do it?"

"Don't talk back to your boss. Go now, it's only for a few hours."

"Fine," Talon growled before he hung up on her. His amber eyes looked over at Quinn, who seemed a bit bummed out. The Noxian reluctantly stood up from the metal chair, "Sorry, Quinn, I have to go. I'll walk you back to your dorm."

The Demacian got up from her chair and followed Talon towards the direction of her dorm. She could tell that he was walking slowly on purpose—he didn't want the date to end and neither did she. She grabbed his wrist, making him stop. The Noxian turned to face her.

"Why don't I just go with you?" She blushed. Talon thought for a second and smiled.

"Sure. After all, Kat did say it would just be a few hours."


Quinn followed her date into Du Couteau's Supermarket. It was going rather slow, Quinn could see only about five customers walking around. Even the smell of fresh bread was gone. How slow was business going? Talon stopped in front of a time clock mounted on the wall, punching in a few digits. He turned, looked around the area for a couple of seconds, and then walked over to the area where the cash registers were. The Noxian picked up a phone and held a button.

"Attention all customers and staff, the store is now closed, please leave. You may buy your final items at any self-serving register." Quinn heard Talon say over the intercom. "Employees will still be paid fully for their shifts, thanks." He haphazardly put the phone down, letting a big click echo throughout the store. Talon walked back over to Quinn, leaning against the wall proudly while watching the customers leave with their groceries.

"Can you do that? Just ask them all to leave?"

"If my father isn't here, Kat's the boss. If she's not here, I'm the boss. Besides, look how empty it was. It's almost seven o'clock on a Friday night, come on. Might as well just close. Look, that lady is just leaving with a jar of jelly." He pointed to an older looking woman with a huge red jar in her hands, "Ew... she got strawberry?"

"So, if you're not here, is your younger sister in charge?" Quinn asked, stepping away from the time clock to let employees end their shifts.

"Cassi? God no. That girl hasn't worked a day in her life. She decided that she didn't even want to attend university like Katarina and I so she went to modeling school. She's mommy's little princess so she gets what she wants." Talon rolled his amber eyes. "No, the fourth boss around here is—"

"Hey, Talon," a dark voice said from behind Quinn. She turned and saw a tall man with short brown hair, dark-red eyes, and a few scars under his eye and across his nose. He looked older than both Talon and Quinn by a year or so. The man undid his apron and tossed it over his shoulder. Quinn assumed, with the assortment of knives around his belt, that he worked in the deli. He exchanged a fist bump with the Noxian, "Any reason we are leaving early?"

"Kat made me leave my date early to cover her shift so I'm getting back at her by just closing the store. Like hell I'm working the registers tonight." Talon explained. The taller man looked down at Quinn, his dark brows arching up at her.

"Is this your date?"

"Oh, right, let me introduce you." Talon said, "Quinn, this is Zed. The friend I mentioned earlier. Zed, this is Quinn."

"Quinn? You mean this is the 'dumb Demacian' that you keep talking mentioning?" Zed asked in an almost mocking tone. He leaned down at bit, "Believe me, it's not anything bad but he does talk about you a lot. Actually, it's a little annoying."

"He does? Really? Like what?" Quinn asked smugly. Her eyes looked over to her date's face was a bright red.

"Just things like 'she so annoyingly pretty', 'the way she looks at me gets me so pissed off but i like it', and my favorite: 'I hate that I like her so much'. You know, cute things only a Noxian could come up with."

"Alright, Zed." The Noxian growled.

"Yesterday, I got so annoyed with him and his mouth I just said 'go ask her out already'... and, from the looks of it, he did just that."

"You should get going now. Syndra is most likely waiting for you," The Noxian softly shoved him towards the time clock.

"You're right," the Ionian chuckled as he punched in a few digits into the time clock. "You two have fun."

Quinn watched Zed walk away, hearing him laugh as he did so. She turned back to her date, seeing that he was sticking his middle finger up at his friend. The Demacian couldn't help but giggle. She heard that Noxians weren't too keen on expressing their emotions— especially when it came to love. Talon sighed while he walked towards the back of the store.

"Come on," he said and Quinn trailed behind him. "I know Kat only wanted me here so I would be the one to start putting the Harrowing candy and decorations out instead of her."

"Do you want me to do anything? I can help." Quinn asked while she followed him into the back room. There were a lot of boxes stacked, each one saying either decorations or stock before Harrowing. Talon stopped in front of them, moving them around until he found the one he wanted.

"Sure," he relied as he handed her a smaller box. "You could put webs and fake spiders around the registers. I'll handle the heavy stuff."

The Noxian easily held two big boxes under his arms and began to walk back to the main part of the store. His eye caught something on the desk just before the doors— a walkie-talkie. He dropped the boxes and rummaged through the top drawer until he found the second half to it.

"Keep me company," he said as he handed Quinn one half. Talon raised the other to his mouth and pressed a grey button, "Because stocking shelves is boring as hell. Over."

"Gotcha. Over."


"I just don't understand the thing behind the Harrowing. You dress up and eat candy as a kid. As an adult, you dress up and get drunk." Talon said into the walkie-talkie as he stocked the shelves with cheap Harrowing masks. "Actually, I don't mind the drinking part of Harrowing. Over."

"But there is so much to the holiday besides getting drunk and eating sweets. Like, take all the horror movie marathons for example. I look forward to those every year," stated Quinn. She smiled as she put more fake spiders into the cotton webbing. "Do you have a favorite horror flick? Over."

"Eh, I'm not too much into scary movies. The one I do like however is that one about the guy in the mask that kills people. Over." Talon chuckled to himself, knowing Quinn would never guess which one he was referring to.

"Talon… there are hundreds about a masked killer. Over."

"Duh, they are all the same to me. What's yours? Over."

"I'm more into the supernatural horror. My favorite is The Mist. It's about people being stuck in a grocery store because there is a thick mist with monsters hiding in it. I think it's pretty good. Over."

"I've never seen it. Maybe… you and I could watch it sometime?" The Noxian asked, unknowingly stopping his work for her to answer. He shook his head, "Uh, Over."

"We should, Harrowing is a week away. Would you like to then? Over."

"I'd love that. Speaking of mist, did you ever hear about that urban legend about a green mist appearing during Harrowing? Over." Talon asked while he looked at a mask of a crying woman. He felt a sudden chill run up his spine and he immediately hid the mask behind all the others.

"Yeah, a lot of spooky things are said to happen if the mist does show up. The dead reanimates and spirits of the damned have no restriction on what they can touch… it sounds like a party to me." The Demacian stepped back to examine the decorations. The webs were thick but one was still able to see the numbers of each cash register. "I'm done putting up these decoration in the front. Is there anything else you want me to do? Over."

"Uh, sure. Go to the back room again. There should be a broom in the corner somewhere. Over." Quinn hurried back to the back of the store, pushing through the swinging doors. She searched around for the broom and she spotted it lying flat on the floor.

"Found it. Over."

"Alright, just do one sweep around the store. Just go up and down the aisles, through the bakery, and back. It's mandatory sweep before we leave. I'm almost done stocking anyway. Over." Talon explained. He grabbed a box cutter and sliced another box open. Inside was more masks. "Why do we have so many of these… who the hell buys a costume at a grocery store?"

"On it, boss man. Over." The Demacian giggled.

Quinn managed to sweep swiftly through the aisles, picking up things like dirt, pasta that fell from the boxes, and flour in the barkery. She did one more round through the aisles again. The Demacian jumped when she heard something fall on the other side of the store where Talon was. She picked up her walkie-talkie quickly.

"Talon, are you okay?! Over?" She quaked.

"Yeah, I just dropped a glass decoration. Can you come over here and sweep up the big chunks? Over."

Quinn hurried through the cereal aisle and down to the display shelves where Talon was at. She darted around another corner. Her golden eyes scanned the floor but she saw nothing but open boxes and Talon standing there with his hands in his pockets.

"Where is the broken glass," she asked. The navy-haired girl's brow arched in confusion when Talon chuckled.

"There is no broken glass. I just threw the box as hard as I could to get you over here." He replied while he tapped the empty box with his boot.

"But why?"

"You remember when you agreed to do whatever I asked?" He smirked as he took a step forward.

"Yes…"

"Well, I was thinking… I want to cash in the favor you owe me." The Noxian was standing directly in front of Quinn now. She looked up at him, the confused expression still glued to her face. Suddenly, he put one hand under her chin. Quinn's stomach felt like it was trying to launch itself out of her body through her throat. He grabbed the opal gem Quinn had hanging around her neck between his fingers, "This is a pretty necklace."

"W-What did you want?" She finally blurted out.

"Kiss me," Talon whispered as he leaned into her, "Now."

Quinn got on the tips of her toes, pressing her lips on his slowly. Talon's other hand snaked around her waist, pulling her closer. Her hands now had a mind of their own when they tangled themselves in the Noxian's long hair. Quinn always heard that a good kiss felt like fireworks going off where you met the other— but not this one. This kiss felt like that moment where you put the final piece into a puzzle.

Complete.

Quinn didn't see it until now that she had been missing something. If she would have noticed it, she would have assumed she felt like she was missing Caleb. However, that wound was starting to heal. It was something Caleb couldn't have given to her even if he was still alive— that feeling of her soul being whole.

Talon was the first to pull away, his face a bright pink from either the lack of air or the fact he kissed the girl who haunted his thoughts for weeks. He pressed his forehead on her's, realizing he felt the same thing Quinn did. It was silent between them for a good minute. The Demacian lifted her walkie-talkie to her lips.

"You haven't fixed my car yet, Talon. Over," Quinn giggled.

"I promise, I'll do it soon." He groaned before looking at his phone. "Oh shit, we've been here for four hours. Let me clean this up and we'll head back to campus. Wait by the registers, okay?"

Quinn nodded before she walked passed her date. She smiled when she grabbed his hand and pulled him in for another short kiss. He stood there, stunned. Talon shook his head and lightly pushed the Demacian forward.


"So…" Talon whispered to Quinn as she searched for her keys. She held her finger to her lips, asking him to be quiet. It was midnight and she assumed Lux was probably asleep by now. He spotted her phone in her back pocket and he yanked it out.

"Hey—" She started but Talon pressed his fingers to his lips. He tapped on her phone screen, asking for her to unlock it. She rolled her eyes and put in the password. The Noxian chuckled as he put his phone number into her contacts— placing cute hearts around his name.

"Since this date didn't turn out exactly as planned… how about you and I try again next week?" He asked handing her back her smartphone, "You and I can text it over later."

"Alright," the navy-haired girl smiled. She sighed a breath of relief when she found her keys in her front pocket. Quinn turned to him, "I'll see you later then."

She lightly placed a kiss on Talon's cheek before sticking her key into the doorknob. Talon shook his head, that wasn't enough. He pulled her in, kissing her on her full lips. She giggled into him, making him laugh as well. Suddenly, the door opened. The two turned and saw a messy-haired Lux standing in the doorway with a smug grin. She placed her hands on her hips.

"I see that necklace is lucky after all."

"Good night, Quinn." Talon said before hastily kissing her again and hurrying off. Lux watched her friend's eyelashes batting as she stared at him. The blonde pulled Quinn into the room by her sleeve and shut the door behind them.


Notes: "Harrowing? But wasn't that like a week ago?" I hear you asking. Yes it was but I've been a bit busy at work so this chapter is a little late. That aside I hope you enjoyed this date. (I feel like I used that word a lot this chapter... Also I hope the third song wasn't a spoiler but come on who didn't see that coming?)

"But MYH, why did you make Jhin and Jinx lie to Quinn? I hate you." I also hear you asking. You didn't think this couple was perfect did you? (Oh but we will be seeing them together with our main duo very soon hehe let the havoc ensue *rubs tiny cold hands together menacingly*)

Did you hope you would see more of Zed? Well strap in kiddies because the next chapter will be all about him, Syndra, and all the good stuff.

Also, I'd love some feedback

See you next chapter!