It hadn’t been that long since the Sin Bin had opened. The night 13 had drank so much, to no fault of his own the band had kept pumping him full of liquor trying to see what his limit was. They had all he sorely disappointed that he hadn’t been falling down drunk by the time he had made his way back up to his apartment.
That was he same night he and MJ had decided to start seeing each other more exclusively. Who would have thought that they would end up together? They had known each other a long time and perhaps there had been feelings there all along. 13 knew at least on his own part there was something. Whenever MJ was around his gaze tended to linger on her. Sure she was hot but now, with all that had happened, it seemed like it had always been more.
And then the topic of a date had come up and to be honest 13 had never actually taken a chick out on a date before. Most of them had just been one night stands so in that department he was inexperienced. Where did you take chicks on dates anyways? Movies? Dinner? A walk in the park? Those all sounded like paltry ideas. More traditional really. But they were obviously not traditional people either.
13 lingered outside her apartment door. His usual sunglasses were left behind as he wore a long sleeved black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Black slacks. Basically he was just wearing all black which shouldn’t surprise anyone. After a moment he knocked on her door. Why was he nervous?
Sylent Nyte
