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Grabing Yami's hand we head through the portal that Finral reluctantly opened to the bar. when we got there it was surprisingly dead quiet, only the odd few people walking by and a girl with long brown hair that Finral ran after to flirt with.
It wasn't the best looking place, as we stepped through the door a wooden table flipped on its side could be seen with some chairs getting set back in their original spots indicating there had been a fight of some sort. But hey, being alone with Yami makes it better.
We set ourselves down on a small table for two picking up the menu Yami asks me.
"What do ya feel like?"
Not really knowing I just shrug my shoulders and continue to see what interests me, there was a lot to pick from all these different names and types.
soon the waitress walked over and asked what we wanted.
Yami asked for some wird beer, as for me I still hadn't got a clue what I wanted, internally panicking as both sets of eyes were now turned to me I point to a random one.
It was then that I feel a big but gentle hand get placed high up on my thigh.
My cheeks flush pink, Yami lets out a chuckle and says that I will have the white whine.
The waitress begins to walk away with our drinks now written down on a pale piece of paper.
As I mutter out a thank you Yami just gives a smirk.
"It's nice an quiet for a change."
He says to no one in particular but I can see what he means, my face lights up giving a small smile.