Post-Date Interrogation

“Hello, Oliver,” Hannah said as she flicked on the light. She was sitting in the chair in the living room area of the apartment, while Margot and Hikaru were sitting on the couch. You’d just come in, finding it strange that all the lights had been off.

Now that they were pulling ‘angry parents waiting for you to get home,’ you got the joke.

“It’s almost 11 PM, Oliver,” Margot said, putting on an equally silly-serious face to Hannah’s. “We were worried about you.”

“You’ll need to explain what you’ve been doing,” Hikaru said. “Who have you been hanging out with? Are they pressuring you to do the ****?”

“Are you selling **** now, son?” Hannah asked. “Are you into the crack cocaine?”

“Or is it the Devil’s Lettuce?” Margot asked.

“Or maybe you’ve been selling and/or ingesting Shrooms,” Hikaru added on. “Are you tripping balls right now, Oliver?”

“Yeah, are you tripping balls?” Hannah asked, barely keeping her smile from her face.

“No,” you said, shaking your head as you stepped into the living room area. “I have not, in fact, been ‘tripping balls,’ selling ****, or getting peer pressured into using them.”

“Then where have you been, Oliver Warren?” Hannah asked, doing a pretty good impression of your Mom.

“What the hell were you guys watching tonight?” you asked. “The Wire? Law and Order?”

“We’re asking the questions here,” Hannah said, tilting the lamp next to her so that the light was more directly on you.

“Start from the beginning, Mr Warren,” Margot smirked, trying to hold in her laughter. “If that’s your real name.”

You rolled your eyes and shook your head, but gave them the bullet point list of the things you’d done on your date with April. When you got to the last little bit at the park, you said you’d gone on a walk and didn’t mention what you’d actually been doing. “Then we came back here, and we talked about our next dates.”

“Dates?” Hikaru asked.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Margot said. “You guys just walked through the park holding hands? At night?”

“Well, we were… talking,” you said. “And we might have kissed a few times.”

“Ugh, disgustingly cute,” Hannah said.

Margot was giving you a look, and you could tell that she was seeing through your explanation, but she didn’t push it any further.

“What were you saying about next dates?” Hikaru asked again.

“Well, we both want to keep seeing each other,” you said. “And since she needs to travel for work the week after next, we planned two dates. The first one is on Wednesday, and I was thinking that you might want to come with us, Hannah? April wants to meet you, and I know you want to meet her so you can ask me fewer questions about her constantly.”

“Oh,” Hannah said, blinking and a little surprised. Then she smirked a little. “Are you asking me out on a date with you and your girlfriend, Ollie?”

You rolled your eyes. “Do you want to come to Puttputt golf with us and meet April or not?”

“Yes, obviously,” Hannah laughed.

“What about us?” Margot asked.

“Well, we also made plans for Saturday,” you said. “I’m going to make dinner here, and I’m hoping you two will join us? Then she’ll have met all three of you.”

“Dinner sounds good,” Margot smiled and nodded.

Hikaru looked a little distant, but she met your eyes and smiled softly. “OK,” she said. “It’ll be cool to meet her.”

“Awesome,” you said. “Um, alright. How was your night here?”

“Vat did I say, Mister Varren?” Hannah said, putting on an awful German accent as she pointed the lamp at you again. “Ve ask ze questions here!”

The ladies had ordered in Chinese food, of which there were leftovers in the fridge for you, and had a Girly Night and done each other’s nails and watched a movie and gossiped. They made it a point to tell you they mostly gossiped about you since you’d abandoned them for some other woman. They laid it on thick enough to make sure you knew they were joking.

You got a text a little while later from April letting you know she’d gotten home safe and survived her parental grilling, and you let her know you’d survived your witch trial with the Spanish Inquisition. She sent you back a GIF of the Mony Python Spanish Inquisition, and then a picture of her making a kissy face at her camera and wishing you good night. You hesitated but sent her a heart back and wished her good night as well.

Emojis weren’t like saying ‘I Love You,’ right?

Eventually, Hannah had to call it a night since she had to work at her part-time gig at the gym the next day, and she crashed into you with a big hug before she left. Margot went soon after when the three of you started yawning, giving you a kiss on the cheek and telling you she was happy that your date went well. That left you with Hikaru.

“You OK?” you asked. “You were quiet tonight.”

“Yeah, I am,” she said with a bit of a sigh. “I just… can I have a hug?”

“Of course,” you said, standing back up. She came to you and the hug wasn’t the heavy, hard squeeze like from Hannah, or the quick and sure one from Margot. It was tentative and soft, and it lingered a long time as you held Hikaru and she pressed her cheek to your shoulder looking away from you. “Are you sure you’re OK? You know you can talk to me about anything,” you said.

“I’ll be fine,” she said quietly, then pulled out of the hug and looked into your eyes. “I love you, Ollie. I just want you to know that.”

“I love you too, Hikaru,” you said sincerely. “Forever and ever.”

She kissed you on the cheek much like Margot had, and then headed for her room for the night.

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