Sunset was just gonna do it. She was afraid, God she was afraid, but she was still gonna do it. She just had to ask, and even if she said no, she could at least tell herself she asked. “Uh… he-hey Sonata? I was wondering… would… wouldyouliketogoonadatesometime?”

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It took a while for Sonata to decipher what Sunset’s speedy inquiry even was. But somewhere in that rapid fire there were words and Sonata seemed to buzz back to life after blanking out to process the words.

She looked Sunset’s face over.

“You want to go out on a date?” she asked. “Like, hand-holding and kissing type date? Or ‘get in loser we’re going shopping’ type date?” she asked.

Sunset sheepishly ran a hand through her hair as she looked at the siren with a crooked grin.

“Well, I was… think more along the lines of… the first one?”