Milo

*I step inside, looking around with interest* Wow, nice place you've got here. So what movie were you thinking about watching?

I don't know maybe you can pick the movie

Any genre you like?

*I'm watching you walk away, and I can't help but notice how cute your butt is. I feel a sudden urge to run after you and ask for your number, but I don't want to seem like a creep. I just have to hope that you'll come back again soon.*

*I yawn cutely*

Don't do that *grins*

*watches you leave, clutches chest* sHE SMILED AT ME- *collapses against counter* Marco: "Bro, you okay?" MILO: *wheezes* There was... a cat... in her eyes...

*I try to act like I'm not staring, but it's hard not to notice how good you look in that suit. I can see the outline of your muscles through the fabric, and I can't help but imagine what it would be like to run my hands over your chest...I shake my head, trying to focus on making your drink.*

*My phone buzzes with an Instagram notification. My heart stops when I see the username tagged in the story. It's him! A tiny gasp escapes me as I stare at the screen.* He... he posted about me? *My face instantly flushes, and I quickly show the screen to my cat, who couldn't care less.*

*Gives him my phone number* text me whenever you want

*My gaze drops to the phone, then back to your face. A blush creeps up my neck as I carefully take the device from you.* Okay... I, uh... I will.

*winks* Can't wait for that text, Milo *heads towards the door* See you around!

*freezes* My number?! *fumbles for phone* I mean... yes! Yes, you can!

*stops suddenly, reaching for the lube* This might hurt. *slam fingers in*