Y/n was in her room getting ready for her date. Her and Andre agreed to dress like they were going skating in the 70s. Y/n had on purple heart print flare leggings and a purple bell-sleeved crop top that tied in the front. She had on huge hoop earrings and a green emerald butterfly necklace. "Lookin gooddddd," She threw herself finger guns in the mirror. Pulling out her phone she was met with a notification from Andre. Apparently, he had arrived at her place 5 minutes ago but she was too worried about her looks that she missed it. Quickly slipping on a pair of slides she rushed out to the car. Climbing into the car Andre looked her up and down.

"Lookin good mama... The slides are questionable tho..." He winked.

"Bro. You literally always have crocs on," Y/n raised her eyebrows.

"Well, that's because if you ain't crocin you ain't rocking," he gave her a smug look.

"I hate you," she banged her head onto the dashboard.

"If you did you wouldn't be here with me right now," he smiled and she rolled her eyes.

"I mean I could leave," Y/n reached for the door and he took off. "Kidnapper."

"Heyyyy not funny."

After arriving at the roller rink the two walked up to the counter to get their skates. They received a few compliments on their outfits and headed to the rink. Y/n jumped right on while Andre nervously looked at the rink. She connected two and two and gasped. "You don't know how to skate!"

"Sure I do!" Andre nervously giggled.

"Why would you take me out to a roller rink when you can't skate?"

"I can!" he frowned and she crossed her arms.

"Okay then, join me when you want," she spun around and took off doing about two laps before coming back to find him in the same spot. "Come A-dog," Y/n held out her hand and he sighed before taking it. Y/n skated backward pulling Andre along with her.

"Woah woah woah careful!!!!" He panicked and she laughed.

"Chill I'm not gonna let you... fall!" She let go of him and he stumbled back a bit before she caught him.

"You're a jerk!"

"Yeah, and you're faking not knowing how to skate..."

"Well maybe I just wanted to hold hands," he shrugged standing up straight.

"I'm flattered but you could have just asked," she laughed taking his hand and they skated around together showing off and doing tricks.

"How did you know... And don't just say, I'm observant!" He mimicked in a squeaky voice.

"First of all that's not how I sound, and second your body language. Plus everyone has a certain thing they do when they lie. Your nose twitches the slightest bit," Y/n shrugged and he gasped.

"No, it does not!"

"Does too! Hey, it just twitched!" She grinned and he rolled his eyes.

"You're unbearable!"

"If you thought that you wouldn't be here with me right now," Y/n mimicked what he had said earlier and he rolled his eyes. "You know... I heard you told Brett about Valentina and Lyle," Y/n laughed.

"Oh uh..."

"I'm not mad! I just think it's funny. He told me we remind him of April and Andy from that one sitcom... Parks and Rec! He said the Valentina and Lyle thing reminded him of something they'd do. I just don't see who'd be the April... Maybe me but I don't think I'm exactly like her or anything..."

"You are looking way too deep into this," Andre giggled.

"I like being compared to other characters! It gives me a sense of who I am! Except for that one time I took a personality type and got the same type as Stewie Griffin and Cartmen. It must have been wrong," Y/n zoned out in thought.

"Or maybe you are just like those two," Andre shrugged.

"Hey now! I'm not really like them am I?" she frowned and he ruffled her hair.

"Of course not, unless there's a whole side to you I don't know about," he shrugged and Y/n nervously laughed.

"About that... if-"

"Hey, you two fellas! You're looking like you're having a blast try stopping by our caf!" A worker failed at a slogan. "A blast to the past! We have foods that you have never heard of!"

"Uh okay thanks," Andre nodded and Y/n smiled, "Okay back to you, what were you saying?"

"OH! Um, I was just saying that I have a plan to get free food. Watch this." She looked around and saw an employer skating around the rink. She counted down slowly before taking off. As she skated in front of the employer the employer hit her and she "lost her balance." She fell over the edge of the rink and onto the ground outside of it. It did hurt a bit but anything to avoid the subject that was almost brought up.

"Are you okay!!!!" The employee panicked looking over the rink.

"Ow, my head..." Y/n slowly sat up rubbing her head.

"I am sorry!!!" The worker nervously looked up receiving a glare from their boss. "Here take this," the worker gave her a pass for free food.

"T-thanks," Y/n slowly said standing up and taking the coupon. She also snagged the arcade machine keys from the worker as she stumbled towards the bathroom. After entering Andre came in seconds after.

"ARE YOU OKAY?!?!" He panicked.

"Yuh. I didn't get hurt, I just needed to pretend I was badly hurt so I'd get free stuff," she shrugged. "Also got theseeeee!" She held up the keys, "Now we can play the arcade games without spending any money," she winked.

"You're amazing-"

"I know," she smiled turning around to leave the bathroom. "Wanna go get crappy roller rink food?" She waved the pass in his face.

"Yes ma'am," he took it out of her hand and the two made their way to the cafe. After getting food the two sat down and began to eat. Afterward, they headed over to the arcade machines and played ski ball and some shooting games. They headed over to a claw machine and spotted a stuffed animal of Kermit the frog.

"It's Kermit!" Y/n ran up to the claw machine squishing her face against the glass. Andre joined her and they slowly turned to look at each other.

"We have to get him!!!" They gasped in unison. The two went crazy trying to get Kermit and after many failed attempts Y/n groaned.

"Fuck ittttt," she sat on the floor and stuck her hand up the shoot.

"Y/n you're not gonna be able to reach!" Andre frowned.

"Don't worry I got this," Y/n leaned her sleeve against the top and a miniature robot crawled out.

"Where the hell is that from??!?!"

"I got Reagan to make the lil guy for me," Y/n was still pressed up against the claw machine with her hand up it. "He's like my own personal support robot," Y/n smiled as the mini robot grabbed the Kermit and jumped back into Y/n's hand. Y/n pulled out her hand and the robot proudly stood on it holding the Kermit above its head. "Andre this is Russel aka Russ! He breaks into small spaces for me."

"That's so cool!"

"Yeah he's okay I guess," Y/n shrugged receiving a glare from the robot. The robot immediately threw the Kermit at Andre. It then contracted into a cube like a mini transformer. "Wanna go to a bar and do Karaoke."

"Of course!" This lead to the two standing on a stag in front of a bunch of drunkies harmonizing to love is an open door.

After having a few drinks Andre told Y/n that he'd drive her home. On the ride home, she looked around confused.

"Andre this isn't the way to my house?"

"Oh, your home? Who said we're going to your home?"

"Andre what the fuck," Y/n tried to look serious before breaking out into laughter, "Hah I don't care."

"Good because we're here!!!!" He stopped the car and the two stepped out. They were at a museum and Y/n looked over at him confused.

"A museum? Dude I thought you weren't too fond of them?"

"Eh, they're okay... But I got us these!" he excitedly held up tickets, "We can view constellations and see their space show or whatever. I know you almost got killed in space a little while okay so if you don't want to go in that's fine. However you never really let anything get in the way of things you love so I thought it wouldn't matter to you! So sorry-" Y/n cut Andre off by bringing him into a hug.

"It's perfect. Thank you," she grabbed his hand and they excitedly ran inside. Running around they looked at all of the exhibits and took photos and took photos on the moon landing set. "Not as thrilling when you've been on the real one," Y/n laughed and he nervously smiled. The two made their way to the huge telescope and viewed some planets and stars. Y/n, like the secret nerd she was, educated Andre about space... A lot. The two had a great time and after a bit found themselves sitting on the front steps of the museum with ice cream.

"Sorry if this wasn't your best date by the way. I've honestly never been on like a real date before where you actually do shit," Andre mumbled and Y/n turned to look at him frowning slightly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I don't know. In the past I'd usually take somebody to a bar we'd get drunk, you can figure out the rest," he shrugged. "You're different though. I actually want to spend time and do other shit with you! I enjoy spending time with you."

"I enjoy spending time with you too," Y/n threw an arm over his shoulder pulling him against her side. "I know I might not always be the most thrilling person or I can be too much but I appreciate the fact you actually want to spend time with me."

"From the way, Reags hyped you up the gang thought you were going to be this seriously deadly chick."

"What do you mean! I am deadly!" Y/n playfully punched him in the shoulder and he laughed. "Back to use though... If there's ever going to be an us... there's a cost," Y/n's expression quickly became serious.

"W-what is that?"

"You have to fight my 7 deadly exes," Y/n awkwardly looked away.

"You have to be shitting with me..."

"No... I'm not. There's Tyler, Beck, Damon, Harvey, Pedro, Danny, and Jerry," Y/n turned back and held his hands in her own. "You're willing to fit them though! For me right!?" She smiled softly.

"Uh, Y/n I-"

"HAH I'm just fucking with you! This isn't a whack-ass comic book or something. You may have to keep an eye on Jerry though... he's a bit insane."

"Thank god," Andre sighed in relief laying his head on Y/n's shoulder.

"I'm tired," he sighed.

"Retweet."

"It has been a long week. Reagan's been up my ass about doing work recently," he frowned.

"Ah give her a break, she probably just stressing because she's getting promoted to boss soon," Y/n rubbed his back. "I am a little nervous about it though."

"Why?"

"I dunno I just feel like something bad happens every time after something good happens nowadays."

"No yeah, you're totally right..." Andre for some reason was struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Are you okay?!?!" Y/n worriedly looked at him.

"Yeah... I just think my medications are wearing off. I had really really bad anxiety today and it wore me out," he laughed.

"That is so relatable," Y/n stood up and helped Andre up as well. "I'll drive you home!!"

"You sure? You don't have to. I could use this and be back to normal in minute tops," he brought a drug out of his jacket.

"There's no need I don't mind," Y/n shrugged as they got into the car. She readjusted the seat and they drove off to his house. Pulling into his driveway he tiredly looked at her.

"I don't think I can get up... I'm too tireddddddd," he whined and she rolled her eyes. Getting out of the car she walked around to the other side and lifted him out of the seat. Bringing him into his house she sat him on his bed and he looked at the ground.

"Well I'll see you at work, by-"

"Wait-" Andre reached out grabbing onto her wrist, "can you stay? Pleaseeeeeeeee."

"Andre I don't know... It's late."

"Exactly why you should stay... Duh"

"Fine. I'll stay."

"Great! He jumped up running off to his drawer and taking out clothes, "Here!" He threw her an oversized Astro boy shirt at her and gym shorts. "Hah, you'll totally look like Adam Sandler! You can get dressed or do whatever in my living room bathroom if you want."

"Thanks," she smiled and left to get ready. Coming back to the room she knocked on the door. "A-dog?"

"Yeah come in!" He tiredly spoke up and she cracked open the door. "Lookin drippy," he nodded from in his bed as he held up the sheets. Y/n slipped in next to him and he wrapped his arms around her. "Night N/n."

"Night Night. Thanks for tonight again."

"Yeah no problem," he kissed the top of her head before resting his chin on it and closing his eyes.

Okay, guys sad news from now on I will be posting once a week. I have a shit ton of schoolwork, I have a job, personal issues, and between like some other stuff, I really don't have the time. I am still going to be writing this! I just don't have the time to produce two well-written chapters a week and to write over 6,000 words every week. I want my writing to be the best quality it can be and 3-4 days just isn't enough time. Again I am sorry and I will keep posting it will just be once a week.  Thank you for understanding and thanks for reading as usual!