Characters: Rivalz and Nakuru
Location: Luigi's Pizza
Time: Backdated to Sunday, evening
Content: Derpiest date ever oh my god
Format: Prose
Warnings: Rivalz and Nakuru
Oh yes. This was the place. The smell of fresh-baked Italian food was nigh-unmistakable, if the cursive lettering on the sign was mildly unreadable. He set down the kickstand on his motorcycle, before pulling the key from the ignition and hopping off the bike. He held out his hand, suave as Rivalz could possibly manage, to help Nakuru down as well. "Shall we, then?"