with Kara Melbourne
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Lyonrad said, chuckles between his words. He prided his dancing skills, even though it reminded him of someone who basically pushed him to get on it; anyway, he grew nonchalant to him the more hours and days they grew separate, so he didn’t really care much now.
At their arrival, Lyonrad was caught in surprise when Kara suddenly hit him with her purse. What is this woman’s problem? he thought, watching as she got out of the car. He just shook his head away from it, though, and got out himself as well.
To Kara’s question, Lyonrad paused for a second. A spiked drink was the least he wanted tonight—he knew well what he’d turn out with even just one drink, and as much as Lyonrad wanted to impress his date, he didn’t want to fail his tasks tonight… well, at least one of them. Being reminded of the first task he had, he mentally rolled his eyes in disgust. Of all that can be, why that? There was no way he was going to do it, as much as he wanted to have all of the points tonight. I’d rather die.
“As much as it would be exciting,” he started, chortling at Kara’s giggles. “I don’t think there will be especially when the school organized it.” He offered his hand, waiting for Kara to take it. “Should we get a drink?”