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January 30th 2020
Hot Pants and Diego were dressed fancy and ready to go out for dinner. It was their 1 year anniversary and Diego had managed to get reservations at an expensive restaurant in New York City.
"If Johnny asks, tell him HP gave me a ride to go see my cousin in the city, that seems like a good enough excuse." Diego spoke to Gyro as he was helping his girlfriend to put her coat on.
"Will do, don't worry." Gyro nods.
"Thanks."
Just as they were about to exit the house, Hot Pants turned to face Gyro.
"You said the weather was gonna be clear right? Or do we need to take umbrellas?" She asked.
"I can tell it's gonna be clear!" He smiled. "Would I ever be wrong about that? Of course not. That would be silly." he said in a serious tone, his expression suddenly changing to match his tone.
Hot Pants and Diego momentarily looked at each other and then back at their friend.
"Uhh... yeah, sure." They said in unison.
"By the way, will you two bring leftovers? I don't want to cook tomorrow."
"It's a fancy restaurant, I doubt we'll be able to take leftovers home. I even doubt there will be any leftovers." Hot Pants replied.
"Aw alright. Have fun, lovebirds." Gyro smirked.
"Thank you, see you later if you're still up." Hot Pants mutters.
"Bye Zeppeli!" Diego waved and closed the door behind him and the young woman.
It was a chilly, windy evening. Hot Pants brought her coat closer to her body as Diego opened the driver's seat for her, as he was the one that had the key.
"Thank you, kind sir."
"No problem, fair madame." He responded and they laughed.
As they were driving to NYC, which was a 1-hour drive, it, unfortunately, started to rain. Very hard.
"Ah for fuck's sake!" Diego complained.
"Looks like Gyro was extremely wrong." Hot Pants commented as she clicked on the button to start the front window wipes.
"I knew this would happen." Diego groaned.
Once they arrived at the city, they parked their car in a big parking garage that was a 5-minute walk by foot from the restaurant. In those 5 minutes, they managed to get absolutely soaked.
They felt embarrassed as they walked into the fancy restaurant looking like they decided to spontaneously have a swim in the Hudson River in full formal outfits before arriving.
As they approached the hostess, an uptight looking woman, she looked at them as if they were complete weirdos. She was definitely judging them.
“Good evening. Reservations?” She asked.
“Good evening. We have reservations under the name ‘Brando’” Diego informed the hostess, who then looked at a book, her fingers following the words written down.
“I’m sorry but it appears that the reservation under that name is not yours, sir. A different gentleman who claimed to be Mr. Brando came about half an hour ago and is currently dining under that reservation.” The woman flatly said, her voice a nasally one.
Diego was about to start snapping when he heard a familiar loud voice from one of the tables.
All heads turned to the source of the scream. A visibly tall blond man with long pointy black acrylics was yelling at a waiter, who looked both scared and absolutely done. In front of the man was a teenager who also looked done, his face in his palm.
That man was Dio Brando, Diego’s cousin.
“Guess we both know what that means.” Diego sighed.
"So does that mean we technically didn't lie to Johnny about you going to meet up with your cousin?" Hot Pants said as she watched the scene unfold.
"Nope."
“So what do we do now? All the tables here are full.” the young woman spoke after a pause to watch the freakout.
“Pizza place?”
“I mean, sure but what about the money you spent on reserving a table?”
“Don’t worry about that, I’ll eventually blackmail my dear cousin to give me the money and maybe a bit more for compensation for ruining our date night.” Diego spoke as he took his phone out to start recording the scene before they began to leave the restaurant.
Thankfully, the rain had stopped, making their trip to the nearest corner pizza place much easier than if it had still been raining.
It was a small restaurant and the couple got a few stares from the people inside due to how fancy they were both dressed and the fact that they were still wet from the rain earlier.
After getting a table, they ordered a big pizza to share and chatted while waiting. Once the pizza arrived, they ate it, marveling at how delicious it was.
Once they were done eating, they paid and left, deciding to go eat ice cream somewhere and walk around Times Square. From Times Square they went to Central Park, where they laid down on the grass and watched the night sky while holding hands.
“Why are we looking at the sky? It’s clearly cloudy.” Hot Pants stated.
“It’s romantic!” Diego reprimanded, his offended tone making his girlfriend laugh.
“I know, I was just joking.”
“Oh yeah?” he asked as he sat up, leaning on her so they would be closely face to face.
“Yeah..” she said and he closed the gap between them, kissing her lips.
Suddenly it started raining again, interrupting their passionate kiss.
“Oh for fuck’s sake!” Diego whined.
“We should probably find shelter to wait for the rain to either slow down or stop so we can go home”
“That sounds like a proper plan” he replied.
They waited under a ledge for the rain to stop and once it did, they walked to the parking garage. After paying the parking fee, Hot Pants started to drive out of New York City.
To ruin their night further, they arrived home one hour later than supposed due to an accident on the road. When they got to the house, they decided that they deserved a hot shower after all the water from the rain they had been hit by.
After the shower, they both went into Diego’s room, where they got dressed into pajamas, Hot Pants using one of his hoodies and a pair of sweatpants.
“Are you super tired or do you wanna watch a movie? Would it be a good way to finish the night?” Diego asked as they both got into his bed.
“Oh? Alright, a movie sounds nice.”
“Can I choose it?” Diego clasped his hands together in a pleading manner.
“As long as it’s not ANY Jurassic Park movie, we watched one last week.” Hot Pants spoke as Diego picked his laptop up from the ground besides his bed.
Being a nice boyfriend, Diego picked a movie that wasn’t even related to dinosaurs. He picked the movie Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron.
When the movie came to a finish, Diego’s eyes were teary, leaving Hot Pants to comfort him. As they cuddled, they both fell asleep, ending their erratic night on a nice note.