Rogue Queen ➵

➵ X. First Date

Thursday, December 21st, 2017, 5:10pm

Waste - Oh Wonder ^

Rei's POV

"So where are we going?" I ask.

Asher stops humming the song on the radio and glances at me quickly before looking back at the road. "I was thinking Swiss Chalet. I don't really know many restaurants for a date, and the town close by has a Swiss Chalet, so I thought why not."

I chuckle and shake my head.

"What?" Asher asks, pouting. "It's better than a diner date at McDonald's."

"I guess," I reply. "Why, you know someone who did that?"

Asher nods, chuckling. "Scott took Dean there for their second or third date. Raiden and I heard about it for a few weeks after from Dean."

I feel a smile creep up on my lips thinking about it.

"You wanna play a game?" Asher asks.

I raise an eyebrow. "What kind of game?"

He shrugs. "Two truths and a lie?"

"Meh, why not. Who first?"

"You can go first."

"OK, lemme think," I say. Something simple or maybe really vague, not too revealing. "Uh... My favourite colour is red, My parents are from England, and I have a very small fear of fire."

"Hmm,"Asher mumbles. "I'm gonna say the England thing is the lie."

I nod. "Yeah. My parents were both Canadian."

"'Were?'" Asher asks.

I nod again. "Yeah. I lost them a few years ago, we got separated. I think Mum is still alive, Dad... I watched him die... Killed by rogues."

Half of the truth. Just swapped roles. Dad, I'm pretty sure is still alive, still here in Moonblood. Brianna I know is dead, I watched the life leave her eyes.

"Oh," Asher says softly. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright," I whisper, faking sadness. "It was years ago."

"We're here," he says, pulling into the parking lot.

After finding a parking spot and turning off the car, we both get out and head inside. I only smell werewolves, no humans, witches or warlocks.

"Asher, nice to see you," says a man around his early twenties, working at the front desk.

"Hey Georgie," Asher replies, "this is my mate, Autumn. Autumn this is George, son of my step dad's friend."

George gives me a smile. "Nice to meet you, soon-to-be Luna."

"You too," I reply. "Though I'm fine with being called Autumn."

"Nah, I like Luna," George says playfully. "Come on, I'll get you seated. I never see a point in asking 'would you like a table.' It's like the posts you might find online, no, people come here to sit on the floor. And I'm guessing it's just you two tonight?"

Asher nods. "Yeah, just us two."

"OK," George says, grabbing two menus. "Follow me."

We follow him through the restaurant to a booth. He sets the two menus down and Asher and I sit down.

"Do you have an idea on what you want to drink?" George asks.

"I'll have water," I say.

"Chocolate milk," Asher pipes up, grinning.