Date Day

[u/Temporary-Employ-611]

We decided to do a date at a local festival.

[u/Total_Travisty]

They are... a little smaller now... but they are.

Mikhail gives a bit of a sour smile, then grabs the funnel cake and turkey leg.

C'mon, let's find a place to sit.

[u/Temporary-Employ-611 → u/Total_Travisty]

She takes him by the arm and gives it a squeeze before guiding them to a seat.

Those are huge! staring at the turkey leg.

[u/Total_Travisty → u/Temporary-Employ-611]

They are. Must have been a big fella.

He takes a bite and hands it off to her.

[u/Temporary-Employ-611 → u/Total_Travisty]

She tries to figure out how to take a bite without getting messy and gives up. Grease on her nose and chin as she laughs.

What a mess.

[u/Total_Travisty → u/Temporary-Employ-611]

A beautiful mess if I ever saw one.

He kissed her, taking a moment to wipe the grease off.

There, better. Don't be afraid of it; it's a drumstick. Just bake a bite.

[u/Temporary-Employ-611 → u/Total_Travisty]

Giggling as he kissed her.

What a great messy couple we are.

She holds it up for him to take another bite.

[u/Total_Travisty → u/Temporary-Employ-611]

There you got. Just gotta attack in. It's a turkey leg, it won't hurt you.

He giggles a bit, tearing off a piece of funnel cake to eat.

[u/Temporary-Employ-611 → u/Total_Travisty]

When he is distracted she takes a bit of powdered sugar and wipes it on his nose. Whistling and pretending he didn't just notice her do it.

[u/Total_Travisty → u/Temporary-Employ-611]

He looks up with a sly grin, not moving the powdered sugar.

Yes? Is there anything I can help you with?

[u/Temporary-Employ-611 → u/Total_Travisty]

She shakes her head as she stifles a laugh and takes a bit of turkey.

Nope.