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GOTHAM CITY DECEMBER 21st 13:46 EST
LOVE LOOKS NOT WITH THE EYES, BUT WITH THE MIND; AND THEREFORE IS WING'D CUPID PAINTED BLIND. NOR HATH LOVE'S MIND OF ANY JUDGEMENT TASTE; WINGS AND NO EYES FIGURE UNHEEDY HASTE: AND THEREFORE IS LOVE SAID TO BE A CHILD, BECAUSE IN CHOICE IS SO OFT BEGUIL'D - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Another day at the office for Athena was going about as usual. Gotham's sky was littered with dark clouds, painting a picturesque scene for anyone in the city to see and welcome. A knock on the door made her look up and a soft smile graced her face at the person she saw "What are you doing here?"
He gave an enchanting one back and shrugged "Can't a guy visit his beautiful girlfriend?" She stood up and walked closer to him just as he approached her and she leaned against her desk, her smile mirthful "He can if he has no ulterior motive"
"More of a terior motive" Dick smiled as he pulled a bouquet of fresh red roses from behind him and though her smile simply widened, the spark in her eyes was something he wished he could witness everyday, it could light up the darkest of rooms "You owe me a date"
"Do I?" She hummed as she took the bouquet and looked at the flowers with much fondness "Well we can't have that" She placed the roses on the desk and was surprised when she was pulled into a deep kiss. Dick's hand gently caressed her cheek before he pulled away, his hand remained stroking her cheek as she tried to grasp any amount of oxygen she could find, breathless. He gently whispered to her before leaving
"I'll see you tonight, Wednesday"
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GOTHAM CITY DECEMBER 21st 20:10 EST
ROSES GROW IN DIFFERENT COLOURS, EACH COLOUR OFFERS A DISTINCT MEANING: RED, THE LOVER'S ROSE, SIGNIFIES ENDURING PASSION. The infinity of passion can be contained in one minute, like a crowd in a small space or the swarm of butterflies in one's stomach.
Athena, dressed in a satin burgundy dress, carefully looked in the mirror, placing her earrings in. Thunder roared loudly as the rain poured in buckets. She took in a breath and her eyes caught sight of the vase on the counter in the kitchen, admiring the roses. A knock on the door caught her attention and she opened it but was surprised at the sight of her boyfriend, slightly damp from the rain, looking absolutely handsome in a suit.
When he caught sight of her, the air was knocked out of his lungs. He was absolutely speechless. "You look..." He trailed off and shook his head with that dazzling smile of his "...ravishing, beguiling?" She added with a smile and he stepped inside, pulling her close "Words kind of fall short-all of the above?" She gently kissed his cheek, before walking away and getting him a towel, to dry himself off "...and you my love, are striking in a suit" He gave a low laugh and thanked her as he took the towel and dried his hair off, informing her of the situation
