"Yo, you have anything to wear other than the floral dress?" I asked Alexandra.
"No. Why would I?" She replied.
"Hmm, hang on a second..." I answered. As I went ahead.
Just for some context, she and I were just chatting as we were walking away from the dining table, I'm sure everyone back there would be in quiet a bit of shock, even I can't wrap my head on this situation. Could I....
"Hey Atlas! Slow down. We are going to the same room you know." Alexandra said ruining my train of thought.
"Just shush, and come fast." I replied" I rushed to my room and got my leather jacket out, It's for me not her. She isn't that lucky yet. I was anyway wearing a black t-shirt, so I then proceeded to take out my black jeans and grey joggers. Of course the jeans were for me and the jog jogs were for her. Just for future reference, when I say jog jogs I mean joggers.
Alexandra enters the room, "Why on earth are yo-" she gasped a bit, "what on earth are you wearing? Aren't you a bit over dressed? You're just gonna drop me home. We aren't getting dinner you know?"
"Will you relax?" I throw my grey joggers on her, " wear this, it might get a bit chilly." I tell Alexandra.
"This is not weird at all.." She replied in a sarcastic tone.
I went down the stairs, trying to get the leather jacket on my body, when suddenly, "Sooooo...?"the three of them, that is Ryder, Aurora and Ann said as they surrounding me at the bottom of the stairs.
"What do you mean so?" I replied.
"Do you really like her? After all this time? After everything that happened?" Ryder asked me.
"What's with the sudden bombardment of questions?" I ask worriedly.
"You said you like her" Ann replied,
"to her face might i add" Aurora Added
"Don't you think y'all are making a big deal out of nothing?" I asked the three of them.
"This looks so good on me, not to mention they fell great! Don't blame me if i start liking your clothes more than mine." Alexandra stated as she walked down the stairs.
"You ready?" I looked back and asked her.
"Yeah, I still don't understand why I couldn't go home in my own clothes." She replied.
"Let's go. You'll find out." I say instigating her to follow me to the garage.
I open the door to the garage and turn the lights on to reveal what looks like a motorcycle covered up. I pull the cover off the bike to reveal a 1972 Honda CB750 that i restored with my dad from the time I was 16 and we turned it into a Cafe Racer.
"I am not getting on that thing!" Alexandra stated as she entered the room.
"Oh relax, will you? It's completely safe!" I replied, "Here you go." I said as I passed a helmet to her. Alexandra's didn't seem completely satisfied with that answer "Well... What's the worst that can happen?" I replied.