Aradia pulls up to her house again and cuts the car off. She goes inside and checks for how much time she has before sollux shows up. The clock read five fifty five and she panicks, running upstairs for her dress. She strips off her jeans and shirt in exchange for her lovely new dress. She removes her socks and shoes exchanging them for her heels careful not to disturb her hair. She went to the little red vanity in the corner of her bedroom with the sephora bag on top awaiting use.
She pulled up a chair and began her work, she started with a light red on her eye, gold in the crease and corner, then a crimson on the lid. She applied her mascara and did wings for her eyeliner. She put on a light pink for blush to compliment her pale skin and her favorite strawberry kiwi lip gloss for the final touch. Aradia then put on the rest of the jewelry she had bought and was finally finished. She looked perfect. Checking the time as she strode outside to sit on the bench in her front yard, the clock read six fifteen. Sollux is always a little late She thought. So she took her seat and waited.
Sollux had nothing if not a relatively lazy day for a Saturday. He sat around attempting to code a new virus he had been working on, and browsing the Internet. Six o'clock rolled around and he went for his black slacks and white dress shirt. He finished buttoning land pulled on a pair of suspenders red on one side and blue on the other, they matched his glasses and that's why he liked them. He picked up his phone for the time the clock read six fifteen. He shrugged it off realizing he still had thirty minutes before picking up FF. Sollux pulled open the messaging app on his phone called pester chum. He picked out a fuchsia colored username called cuttlefishculler and messages her.
Hey ff excited for twoniight? Would iit be al2o okay iif II piicked ou up a biit early?
The response was immediate.
SHOR-E! 38D )(OW DO-ES SIX T)(IRTY SOUND?
Perfect. 2ee you then.
He glanced at the multi colored bee clock on the wall. He always loved that clock, it was given to him when he was about six years old and sparked an interest in bees for him, an interest that had somehow never faded. The clock read six fifteen so he turned off his phone tossing it on the couch, picked up the keys to his car and headed outside locking the door behind him.
He opened the door to his black tranzam and set off.
Few things, first i lied about an update that day i havent had wifi so bonus for yall because yall get a three chapter update, also im reely terrible at fish puns. awful. So thanks to the new followers and ill see yall soon when i get the next update out. Comments are appreciated :)