Time hadn't gone fast enough for his liking, but Roger didn't care so much anymore now that he was looking at her walk down the stairs. The dress he purchased for Dorothy fit beautifully, and it flowed gently behind her. The lace in the back was silent as it descended with her.
Roger looked fabulous! His suit held in all the right places. Dorothy couldn't help but wonder if she could blush because Roger blushed in return.
He blinked in surprise, Roger could have sworn that Dorothy's cheeks turned a slightly deeper shade of red. It didn't matter...nothing did...everything would be perfect.
As Dorothy reached the end of the stairs, Roger revealed from behind his back a single, red rose. Dorothy was surprised by its perfection as she took it into her hands. Roger noticed her eyes soften at the sight of the delicate flower, its tranquil beauty seemed to thrill her...he was proud...
Much to Roger's dismay, Lalia followed closely behind with a camera in her hands.
'Damn,' he thought. 'She always destroys the touching moments.'
Roger figured his face must have reflected his thoughts because Lalia was giving him a dirty look.
"Relax Roger!" Lalia said, her face turning into a satisfied grin. "I just wanted to snap a picture for the two of you."
Dorothy placed herself at Roger's side and he put his arm around her delicately. The flash went off, and Roger quickly moved himself from the perfectly placed pose.
"Ok, this would be your cue to leave Lalia." Roger said sarcastically.
"Fine, whatever you say Roger." she said with a wink, proceeding to Dorothy's side. Lalia hugged her new friend and her eyes widened in spite of her as she got a feel of Dorothy's skin. She wanted to say something, but before she could, Dorothy said,
"Thank you for all your help Lalia. I'd like very much to have that cup of coffee with you tomorrow."
Lalia sighed.
"Great," she said, her smile dim. "I'll see you at ten tomorrow morning then. Have fun." She walked out, looked over he shoulder and saw Roger kiss Dorothy's cheek.
'How could I miss that?' Lalia thought as the elevator door closed.
Dorothy slipped into the car and Roger closed the door for her. She wasn't used to getting this treatment before, but it was a date after all. It made Dorothy feel amazing. They pulled up to the restaurant within moments, and Dorothy felt herself shiver...she thought it odd but was too excited to pay any mind...
They ordered and ate. Roger ordered a bottle of red wine. He ordered filet mignon as did she.
"The wine," he told her. "Brings out the taste of the meat."
Dorothy nodded in silence. He had forgotten again...she wasn't human...she couldn't taste...but despite facts, she ate and drank. When the food touched her tongue, however, she could have sworn she felt something. It was warm...it was comforting...it was incredible!
"Roger," Dorothy said in between bites. "Why did you bring me out tonight?"
Roger hadn't really thought about why he had taken Dorothy out. He just wanted to make her happy.
"Because," he said with a smile. "I wanted to see your eyes light up for me like they do when you play the piano."
And her eyes began to shine right at that moment.
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Roger looked fabulous! His suit held in all the right places. Dorothy couldn't help but wonder if she could blush because Roger blushed in return.
He blinked in surprise, Roger could have sworn that Dorothy's cheeks turned a slightly deeper shade of red. It didn't matter...nothing did...everything would be perfect.
As Dorothy reached the end of the stairs, Roger revealed from behind his back a single, red rose. Dorothy was surprised by its perfection as she took it into her hands. Roger noticed her eyes soften at the sight of the delicate flower, its tranquil beauty seemed to thrill her...he was proud...
Much to Roger's dismay, Lalia followed closely behind with a camera in her hands.
'Damn,' he thought. 'She always destroys the touching moments.'
Roger figured his face must have reflected his thoughts because Lalia was giving him a dirty look.
"Relax Roger!" Lalia said, her face turning into a satisfied grin. "I just wanted to snap a picture for the two of you."
Dorothy placed herself at Roger's side and he put his arm around her delicately. The flash went off, and Roger quickly moved himself from the perfectly placed pose.
"Ok, this would be your cue to leave Lalia." Roger said sarcastically.
"Fine, whatever you say Roger." she said with a wink, proceeding to Dorothy's side. Lalia hugged her new friend and her eyes widened in spite of her as she got a feel of Dorothy's skin. She wanted to say something, but before she could, Dorothy said,
"Thank you for all your help Lalia. I'd like very much to have that cup of coffee with you tomorrow."
Lalia sighed.
"Great," she said, her smile dim. "I'll see you at ten tomorrow morning then. Have fun." She walked out, looked over he shoulder and saw Roger kiss Dorothy's cheek.
'How could I miss that?' Lalia thought as the elevator door closed.
Dorothy slipped into the car and Roger closed the door for her. She wasn't used to getting this treatment before, but it was a date after all. It made Dorothy feel amazing. They pulled up to the restaurant within moments, and Dorothy felt herself shiver...she thought it odd but was too excited to pay any mind...
They ordered and ate. Roger ordered a bottle of red wine. He ordered filet mignon as did she.
"The wine," he told her. "Brings out the taste of the meat."
Dorothy nodded in silence. He had forgotten again...she wasn't human...she couldn't taste...but despite facts, she ate and drank. When the food touched her tongue, however, she could have sworn she felt something. It was warm...it was comforting...it was incredible!
"Roger," Dorothy said in between bites. "Why did you bring me out tonight?"
Roger hadn't really thought about why he had taken Dorothy out. He just wanted to make her happy.
"Because," he said with a smile. "I wanted to see your eyes light up for me like they do when you play the piano."
And her eyes began to shine right at that moment.
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~*Tori*~