[ If Declan has any more bruises, they are well-hidden by his clothes, which might be considered just on the casual side of business casual. He was surprised to hear from Sophie and couldn't bring himself to turn her down. He doesn't really have a reason to. And, maybe, getting the invitation feels kind of nice. Her concerns aren't entirely out of the realm of possibility: most days, Declan goes to work and then goes home. Sometimes he eats out, but he usually does that alone.
He tucks his hands into his pockets as they walk. De Chima, like the parts of Virginia he grew up in, can't seem to decide if it's spring or not. ]
There's a good Thai place up the block, [ he suggests. ] Or a diner I haven't tried yet. I'm pretty easy.
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He tucks his hands into his pockets as they walk. De Chima, like the parts of Virginia he grew up in, can't seem to decide if it's spring or not. ]
There's a good Thai place up the block, [ he suggests. ] Or a diner I haven't tried yet. I'm pretty easy.
[ And no way is he letting Sophie pay. ]