unknown number; technoblade [EDITING]

twenty-one.

"i am paying, okay? let's make that clear right now."

"no you're not."

"don't fight this."

"i will."

"i'm paying."

"fine."

"thank you." he sighs out, turning the key as they listen to the car fade out of life. she opens her door, getting out as he does the same thing.

"what is this place?" she asks, looking at the front of the building. "spread eagle? huh?"

"hush, you'll love it." he says, opening the door for her as she smiles and walks in.

she is greeted by a deer head on the furthest wall from her as her mouth falls open.

that thing was dope.

"table of two for anderson please?" she hears techno say, so she turns her head to him and the waitress.

she smiles and leads them to their table, seating them quickly. she sits in front of him, legs crossed. "this is nice." she says, looking around.

!tw: food!

"we can look around after we order." he says, "they showed me around when i made the reservation."

"that's really cool." she states, turning to look at him. "and we have fucking candle lighting?"

he laughs at her, rolling his eyes.

shortly after the waitress returned, bread rolls in hand as well as a notepad. she places them onto the table as they order their appetizers, and leaves shortly after.

the rolls were gone not long after, the two of them too caught up in conversation to realize.

their appetizers are dropped off, and sibyl turns to him. "are you trying to make me fat before you go across the country?" she jokes.

"maybe." he laughs, "i don't want to have to come back and fight someone with my tremendously large muscles."

she rolls her eyes, returning them to her food. "you sound like tommy."

"but there's one difference. he's lying." he says confidently, "i play minecraft all day, i'm practically a body builder."

"i think your eyes are the only swole thing on your body." she laughs.

he squints at her, covering his mouth with his hand as he chews. "not true."

"totally true."

"you don't know what i do in my free time."

"farm potatoes." she laughs, a playful smug look on her face. "and play minecraft but not on stream. eat. sleep."

"damn it." he laughs.

their dinner went by rather quick after that, both enjoying the others rambles up until they pay. sibyl was sat, eyes wide with the check in front of her.

"one hundred and fifty fucking dollars?" she whisper yells at him as he chuckles.

"yes. but it was well worth it." he says, putting one-ninety on the check and closing the cover.

"i can't argue with you there." she says, "i haven't been out to a nice dinner like this since i was like... seventeen? because my prom date couldn't go so he took me to dinner instead."

"that's sweet."

"he was. he's married now." she says, "he was the fucking nicest dude."

they leave shortly after that, bidding their waitress a good evening and leaving before she could open the cover.

techno had left her a whopping forty-three dollar tip. she was really fucking nice.

he opens her car door for her, making her roll her eyes. "such a gentlemen."

"i have to be!" he jokes, walking around her nissan and getting in. "that's my job."

"the booby getter hasn't seen many gentleman in her life. and it's up to you to decide who the booby getter is."