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Grox had been tried of his villagers not paying their taxes on time and he had decided that he needed to blow off some steam or do something.
He left the main hallway he was walking in and took a sharp left to his room, he didn't know what he was going to do when he got to his room, he just had to be in there so he wouldn't snap in front of anyone that probably didn't deserve it.
He stood at the doors of his bedroom before closing them behind him and walking towards his luxury of a bed. He was thinking of taking a nap or something so he that he could pass the time instead of doing something absolutely evil for once.
He flopped onto his bed and just kind of stayed there, hoping he could just fall asleep, but he couldn't no matter what he did, no matter how many times he switched positions or how many pillows he added or discarded, he was still uncomfortable in his bed.
...
Grox had been sitting in his king sized bed sprawled out while hugging a pillow to his chest, he thought that maybe that would help, it didn't. Grox began to sit up, still clutching the pillow like if he'd let go off it, it would just disappear. He let his legs dangle over the side of his bed while wrapping his other arm around the pillow.
He was bored out of his mind and he was about to lay back down and take a nap but he knew it would still fail. Grox was completely lost in thought before he heard his door open. Grox paused and slowly turned his head towards the door and saw Froggydude just standing there awkwardly, he was fidgeting with his hands and avoiding eye contact, a still silence stretched for what Grox can only explain as an eternity.
G: “What are you doing in here?"
It wasn't really a question but more of an annoyed statement, but at least it started the conversation. Froggydude stoped fidgeting with his hands and looked up making direct eye contact with Grox. Froggy felt like he was going to die from embarrassment.
F: “I have a request, my Lord.”
G: “ AYO CHILL, dont start with that, just tell me why you're here.”
Froggy paused before taking a sharp exhale and narrowing his eyes on Grox.
F: “ Listen Grox, I'll cut the shit. I wanted to ask you if... you'd possibly want to come to this new bar in Kindoms on open night?”
Grox paused, he searched froggys face for any hint of him trying to be sarcastic or if this was his idea of a joke but he found nothing, apparently Froggy was serious? When did that happen?
G: “So you come into my kingdom and ask me out on a date?"
Froggydude paused his face now flushed, his eyes grew in shock before regaining his exposure.
F: “Its not a ‘date' Grox-"
G: “Chill, it sure seems like it Froggy.”
He had just cut him off, this bastard.
Froggydude rolled his eyes so hard they could have just rolled back in his head.
F: “Whatever Grox, are you going or not?”
Grox paused before putting the pillow he had been hugging so tightly down beside him. Standing up from his bed, he tried to stare down Froggydude but it was a little hard to be intimidating when your opponent is like three feet taller than you.
G: “SIGHHHHHHHH... Fine."
F: “Okay, come around 10.”
G: “Pm or AM?"
F: “We’re going to a fucking bar. And it's already 2PM....PM. be there at 10pm, Grox."
Froggy snapped before turning towards the door, he paused and turned around to face Grox.
F: “Wear something nice.”
G: “Ayo chilll, I will, Froggy.”
With that Froggydude turned on his heel and exited through the doors. Sure, Froggydude HATED Grox, but he thought he might as well mess with him a little that night.
Grox had genuinely no idea why he actually said yes but now he had two options, stay home and be bored to death or go to this ‘open house' for a bar that he had no idea existed till today with his favorite villager.
(IKYKIK which option he picked or else this fic would NOT be happening rn 😭✌️)
Now that he was just standing beside his bed, looking stupid as fuck, he decided that he should probably think about what he wanted to wear because it wasn't just every day he went outside and actually went into the village.
G: “Ouiii shiiiii...”
Grox muttered under his breath as he strutted over to his open walk in wardrobe, he looked over his dress shirts still deciding on if he should go overboard or not because he was just going to a bar, but he was going with Froggydude so he might as well go all out.
Grox was STRESSING, he looked though each pair dress shirts twice maybe even three times trying to choose the best one, he had changed his outfit over fifteen times trying to get something that looked just right. He might as well have been a kid on their first day of school trying to pick out a good outfit. He finally landed on a red-wine colored Victorian style ruffle blouse with tirered flare sleeves and a high lace-trimmed collar with some plain black trousers. He added a dark red waist coat as well as black leather harness straps, he might as well have B cup sized tizs with the way the harness straps lifted his chest up.
G: “Damn I look good.”
Grox said while looking at himself in his mirror doing a little spin before pausing and looking at his chest.
G: “…I look stupid as fuck. Meh.”
He could really care less, all he knew was that he NEEDED to know what time it was because he spent so long trying to find the right outfit that he should probably have at least an hour or so, Grox thought as he picked up his phone from the shelf he placed it on.
G: “...OH SHIT"
it was 9:45pm and it was a 20 minute walk into the village so like any reasonable person would do he shoved his phone in his pant pocket and slipped on some easy dress shoes AND BOOKED IT OUT OF THERE.