- Mar 25, 2014
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Ever since Jericho had discovered anonymous love letters begun to trickle into his school locker, his mood began to greatly improve, as did his already piqued confidence. He had spent weeks trying to find the culprit to the touching confessions, but to no avail. That all changed one day when he scoured the cause out. The descendent of a grim reaper named Astor. It caught him off guard, but admittedly, the Nephilim found the boy rather cute. Which was why he was more than pleased when he successfully landed a date with him the following weekend.
So here he was. Standing in front of the place they agreed to, at the ripe time of 6:30. He didn't pick anything fancy, but it wasn't exactly Taco Bell either (though Jericho would be just as pleased with that, personally. The small restaurant lay on the side of the boardwalk, which was already bursting with neon colors as the sun began to fall. Even the chill of winter didn't deter people looking for a little fun to kick off the weekend. Digging one hand in his pant pocket, he pulled out his phone to check his texts and the time. It was a matter of waiting now, though Jericho wasn't in any rush. The sea breeze felt nice against his grey feathers, causing the wings behind his bomber jacket to shuffle lightly. He kept his wardrobe simple too, but even he couldn't help but to try on cologne.
He leaned against the wall and looked up at the impending night. It was... Serene, to say the least. The calm allowed him to relax before what he saw as the tiniest bit stressful.
After all, the host club was all formalities and business. Here... Well, his growing feelings were genuine.