Louis was sitting down at the piano, pressing keys. He looked like he was trying to remember a song.
"Having trouble there?" I ask.
"Yeah, but I'm sure it'll come back to me."
I lean against the piano.
"My mom used to know how to play one of these." I mention.
"Oh yeah?"
"Thats what I was told. She left when I was young."
"Oh. That sucks"
"I guess. I never knew her to really care." I tell him. "So how are things between you and Clem?"
He smiles sheepishly.
"We, uh, went on a date actually."
"A date?"
"Well, not really a "date" date. Just a small date."
"Progressing already, huh? So what happened on this "date" date."
"Well, like the gentleman I am, there were candles--"
"Smooth."
"And we talked."
I waited for him to continue, but he just sat there, smiling.
"Thats it? You brought out candles to talk?"
"Well what else would we do?" He asks.
"I dont know, you were building it up. I felt like you were gonna dance with her. Something a bit more romantic."
"It was my first date, cut me some slack."
"Well, what kind of things did you talk about, Mr. Smooth Criminal?"
"Well, I asked her what she looks for in a guy. Brains, brawn, good sense of humour. That sort of thing. Apparently she prefers humour."
"At least someone enjoys your jokes. Then what?"
"We made a toast."
"A toast? A toast with what?"
"Pretzels..."
I sigh.
"What? What else was I gonna use?" He asks.
"Anything but pretzsels." I chuckle. "What'd you guys toast to?"
He clears his throat and holds up an imaginary pretzel.
"To our last night alive." He smiles. "Whadaya think?"
"Bit pessimistic, but okay. I'd grade your date, but I've never been on one before."
"What about that night you and Violet had together?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"You know, you two are perfect for each other." He smiles.
"You think so?"
He nods.
"You're both moody loners."
He laughs as he see's my face turn to an unimpressed expression.
"No but seriously, you two are." He calms down. "I'm happy she's found someone like you."
"Thanks." I smile.
It slowly fades as something pops into my head.
"You think she'll still like me?"
He raises an eyebrow.
"Why wouldn't she?"
"Well, Minnie's still alive. They were a thing. Maybe she'll want to be with her again."
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TWDG Season 4 -- Male Reader x Violet
Fanfiction(Y/n), a young man, alone and conflicted, wanders around the United States for years, trying to stay alive like everyone else. During an escape from a booby trapped house, he finds himself lost in a dense woods, with barely anything to eat. Luckily...
