"Obviously,"  She said, walking over to the nightstand next to the bed.

"And now, I s'pose this is the part where I'm supposed to-"

"Trenton, do you mind0 Eep!"  Trenton turned around to see a very awkward looking Kris standing in tyhe doorway.

"Uh..I, uh...Wanted to make sure you were okay..."

"Oh, get ahold of yourself.  This is my Ex...Or soon to be, anyway, boyfriend, Irial,"  She said dismissivly.

"Okay, so why are you two in the bedroom?"  "Why the hell are you in my house?"  She snapped.

"Sorry.  You've just been actign wierd, and I wanted to make sure you were okay.  I take it that we'll watch our movie tomorrow?"

"No, actually, how about we all get to knwo eacvh other in the living room?"  She said, shooting a smirk at Irial.  "I'm sure he would like to knwo you..."

Irial looked the girl named Kris up and down, indignantly sticking his nose in the air where it belonged. 

"I'm sure Damon needs a new toy," He said to Kris, talking down his nose to her. 

"On secodn thought, we'll go to a cafe, Krsi with him and you with me.  Get dressed, nuthin' fancy,"  She shot to Kris, slammign the door.

"What...?"  Kris muttered, walking downstairs and sat on a green couch.  'Whose Demon..?"

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"How obnoxious,"  She mubmeld, walkign over to the dresser drawr

"If my night's ruined, your is gonig to be to,"  SDhe muttered, takign the turtleneck off, and putting on a black shirt with a large hole in the back to show most of her back including the tattoo unintentionally.

She grabbed a dark blue almsot black pair of jeans and went into the bathroom to change.

(Yes, she was wearign a black bra, nothing innapropriate.)

(I'm not that perverse xD))

"I like that shirt. Shows off my tattoo." Irial smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"As long as your here, my night isn't ruined." 

(Yeah, but I remember RPing with a friend, and I did something similar, and he said somethign WAY innapropriate, and I'm like "Dude....She wasn't topless..."  XD)

"Yeah, look at it while it lasts, I'm getting it removed,"  She snapped at the comment, comming back out of the bathroom, and going into the closet, not even botherign to look at him.

"C'mon, where is it..."  She mumbled, rummaging through several coats for her only leather one, that went missing that morning, but she had forgotten, and in a rush to get to work she just left.

"You can try, but it won't budge." Irial informed, looking at her sideways. 

"You looking for this?" He asked, holding out her jacket. 

"Sure, I can.  I'll just singe or rip the flesh from my body.  Then try tellin' me that sunovabit.ch won't budge,"  She said walking over to him.

"Thanks,"  She said grabbing the coat and sliding it on, and leavign the room.

"Kris, we're going in your car,"  Trenton called down, p*censored*ing her, not even lookign at her.

"But what about your black convertable that your father bought you?"  Kris asked, head tilted.

"It wasn't my father that bought it, and it got toed because my boss is an a sshole,"  Trenton growled, takign the spare key Kristiene had given her out of her pocket and leaving the house with it, Kris following.

"But whose Damon, and why are you hookign me up with a date with a complete stranger, Trent!"  She grumbled, slammign the door closed, locking it.

"I'm driving, Irial's in pas sengers, you and the chupacabra are behidn me,"  She said getting into the car.

"'Chupacabra'?  What does that mean? *Sighes* One of these days Trenton..."  She mubmeld, feelign awkward climbing into the car.

"You sure you didn't make this guy up, Trent?  You did start smokign pot..." "I do not smoke pot,"  Trenton growled.

"Hey, that's a nice tattoo, where'd you get it?"  She asked after Trenton removed the coat and set it on the floor inbetween the pas.senger's seat and her's.

"Ya want it?"  She asked rhetorically.

Irial laughed, meeting Damon outside of the house. He jumped into His Lambo, Damon in pa.ssenger. He grabbed his BlackBerry, texting Tenton.

It still won't budge. 

"Screw you,"  She mumbled aloud, and took off, going to her favorate chinese resturant.  She parked the car behidn the resturant, ignoring Kris' protests, and went inside to get a table for four.

"I always hated doing this, this is why I had Irial do this..."  She mumbled to herself.

"Trent, if your annoyed, why are you going on a date with him?"  "We need to..."  She scowled.

"Why?"  ":I still have feelings for him..."  "Then drop his as s!"  KJris laughed.

"She loves me too much,"Irial breathed, right next to Kris' ear.

"Hello, I'm Damon." He introduced, sticking his hand out to Kris. 

Kris jumped, glarign at Trenton for the slight snicker when Kris jumped, Trent already beign used to it.

"Uh..Hi, Damon,"  She said shakign his hand.

"So, to special to sit next to me or something?"  She growled, when Irial was next to her.  Obviously she was acting b itchier to him just because she was still pissed at him.

"Why are you so snarky today? I mean, what did I do that was so bad? And sure, I'll sit with you." Irial questioned, sliding into her.

"Nice to meet you, Kris." Damon said, kissing her her middle finger when he caught her hand.

'We'll ignore it...."  Trenton muttered, picking up the menue, glaring at it more than anything.  Kris had well enough time to calm down after the blushing from being kissed on the hand by such a cute boy.  (xD)

"Wow, Trenton, I didn't knwo you got a tattoo, you said you would never.  Where'd you get it?"  Kris asked, as Trenton drummed her fingers on the table, lookign at the menue, flare of rage p*censored*ed for now...

"Oh...I don't know....."  She mubmled, not really payign attention to the other or even her answer.

"'Rabbit'?"  She achoed with a chuckle.

"That's an interestign one.  I wonder if he'll give me a Owl one, and how much he charges..."  She wondered, crossing his arms.

"I can't read it.  Irial, order for me,"  She said placing the manue down, when she really wanted to rip it up and toss it on the ground.  Her astigmatism didn't leave her blind, but she couldn't read small text.

"After this, how about us going to a movie or something...?"  She figured she'd ask when she got the first chance.

"What about the glas ses, Trent?"  Kris asked.  "They don't work.  Need to wait for my contacts to come in.  But let's not discus it.  It's killing to mood,"  She said drinking from the coke glas s.

Almsot immediatly after Kris had figured out what she was going to order, the unusually perky waitress came over.

"Hello, are you guys ready to order yet?"

Sure, Irial thought back, picking up the Menu.

"Yeah," Both Damon and Irial answered at the same time. 

Service was decent, however Trenton wanted to punch the sqeaky-voiced waitress in the face, and 'accidentally' tripped her with her foot as she stood up, to use the bathroom, makign her drop several expensive-looking glas ses.

"Oh, I'm, sorry!"  Trenton said actign liek she cared.

"Oh, that's okat, ma'am,"  She said bendign down to pick up the glas s.

"So, Damon, have you knwon Trenton for awhile?"  Kris asked, tryign to make conversation.

Trenton walked directly into the bathroom, to wash her hands, and splash water into her face.

"This is surprisingly fun,"  She smirekd to herself.

"I've known her for a while, but not as long as I'd like to know you," Damon said back flirtily, a glint in his eyes.

Irial sighed, clearly bored with the choice of humans there, while the faerie around him stood guard.