Caught in the Act
Who: Danny, Olette, any patrolmen that want to catch them later
What: Danny and Olette finally decide to act like a couple. Too bad the patrolmen interrupt them.
Where: Secluded area of the park
When: October 18
Warnings: If you don't like romance, you probably shouldn't read this! That, and teenagers are going to be teenagers.
Something about tonight just honestly felt right. Olette couldn't help giggling as she held Danny's hand. So dinner had gone off without a hitch, and as they were walking back to the Apartments... Olette couldn't help steering Danny towards a more quiet area of the park.
"It's really nice out, isn't it?" She quietly remarked as she stared up at the sky. "... Thanks for taking me out, by the way. I really enjoyed dinner."
(To be honest, Olette didn't really care where she went out for dinner, as long as he was with her. Even if it happened to be snails or something truly disgusting, they'd still have fun... or at least, she would laugh about it and make chicken pot pie for them back in the apartment's kitchen.)
"... So, um." She slowly, awkwardly remarked. "What do you think we should do for our next date?"
What: Danny and Olette finally decide to act like a couple. Too bad the patrolmen interrupt them.
Where: Secluded area of the park
When: October 18
Warnings: If you don't like romance, you probably shouldn't read this! That, and teenagers are going to be teenagers.
Something about tonight just honestly felt right. Olette couldn't help giggling as she held Danny's hand. So dinner had gone off without a hitch, and as they were walking back to the Apartments... Olette couldn't help steering Danny towards a more quiet area of the park.
"It's really nice out, isn't it?" She quietly remarked as she stared up at the sky. "... Thanks for taking me out, by the way. I really enjoyed dinner."
(To be honest, Olette didn't really care where she went out for dinner, as long as he was with her. Even if it happened to be snails or something truly disgusting, they'd still have fun... or at least, she would laugh about it and make chicken pot pie for them back in the apartment's kitchen.)
"... So, um." She slowly, awkwardly remarked. "What do you think we should do for our next date?"