A Date With Hiei
You don't even bother looking in the pantry, as you have a sudden craving for last night's pizza. Migrating to the fridge, you take out a ziploc bag that just happens to have the specified pizza.
You pop it in the microwave and put it on for one minute. Immediately, you dash to your closet and throw on some matching clothes. The microwave beeps just as you finish putting your hair in a ponytail.
"Talk about record timing~!" You cheer quietly.
You return to your kitchen and take the pizza out of the microwave. Before you could even finish half a slice, there is an impatient knocking heard on the door.
You rush over before it can get any worse, revealing a slightly annoyed crimson-eyed, spiky-haired fire demon.
"'Sup, Hiei?" You ask, your mouth full of pizza.
He glances at you and looks away, before doing a double-take.
"... Just what are you wearing?"
You pop it in the microwave and put it on for one minute. Immediately, you dash to your closet and throw on some matching clothes. The microwave beeps just as you finish putting your hair in a ponytail.
"Talk about record timing~!" You cheer quietly.
You return to your kitchen and take the pizza out of the microwave. Before you could even finish half a slice, there is an impatient knocking heard on the door.
You rush over before it can get any worse, revealing a slightly annoyed crimson-eyed, spiky-haired fire demon.
"'Sup, Hiei?" You ask, your mouth full of pizza.
He glances at you and looks away, before doing a double-take.
"... Just what are you wearing?"