A Most Unusual Dinner Date
Badru was standing by the ladder that leads down to the pit, palms sweaty, shifting nervously from foot to foot. He'd done his best to dress nicely for her. Black slacks, shiny shoes, neatly pressed dark blue shirt. A casual but eloquent black jacket completed the look. He'd felt handsome when he'd left his apartment, but now he was unsure. Maybe he should have worn a tie? Or a different jacket? He took a deep breath, trying to settle his nerves. Any moment now Delia would come bounding through her Door, her green dress bouncing along with her steps and he didn't want to look like a nervous wreck when she did.
Earlier today Badru had slipped into the Loft and met up with Sothark who had helped him to organize this little surprise for Delia. Dinner, dancing, moonlight, it was going to be a night to remember.
He picked up the bouquet of lilies off the bar and fidgeted with his shirt collar, waiting patiently for his angel in green to appear.
Earlier today Badru had slipped into the Loft and met up with Sothark who had helped him to organize this little surprise for Delia. Dinner, dancing, moonlight, it was going to be a night to remember.
He picked up the bouquet of lilies off the bar and fidgeted with his shirt collar, waiting patiently for his angel in green to appear.