The place is yours for the taking

Amy gets in the driver's seat and rolls out of the driveway, going down the meandering roads which snake through the mountains in the neighborhood. After she turns onto a straight-ish road, she takes her right hand off the steering wheel and you hold hands over the center console again. As she exits the small flat area towards the big part of town, she puts her hand back on the steering wheel, but you move your hand to her upper thigh.

Pearson, Amy

Affection Score: 150 (MAX!)

Love Score: 150 (MAX!)

Lust Score: 133 (+2)

Maybe it wasn't the best idea to cause her lust score to rise while she was driving, so you retracted your hand.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Letting you focus on driving", you answered.

"No, it's fine", she said. "Your hand there won't stop me from focusing".

Something about that interaction seemed a bit unnatural, as if she was nervous or something. Her usual joking demeanor wasn't present then, she was acting very seriously.

It didn't seem to be a problem, though, because she immediately seemed more at ease as she came into town. Maybe she was nervous about driving? That didn't seem like her, though. You did rest your hand back on her thigh though.

Lust Score: 134 (+1)

Weird. You wouldn't think that something as small as that would cause her score to go up, but whatever.

She eventually pulled into a parking lot that was pretty poorly marked. If you didn't know Amy as well as you did, you would've suspected that she was taking you here to kill you. The asphalt was in pretty bad shape, cracked all over the place with faded white lines doing a mediocre job at delineating parking spaces. There were a few plants strewn about, but most of them were dead or in the process of dying. A narrow, uneven sidewalk separated the pavement from the building itself, which honestly reminded you of an abandoned house that you and Amy used to go play in when you were younger.

"Well, this is it. C'mon, let's go inside!" she said, cheerfully".

You got out of the car, circling around the front to go to her side. Her door swung open, and you help her out of the car.

"Such a gentleman", she teases.

"I'm trying to be on my best behavior while I'm in this town", you say, jokingly. "I wouldn't want your parents to show up at any random time and for me to be acting like an idiot in that moment".

"Well, that's a mighty difficult goal for you to try and attain", she said as she closed her door and locked the car. "Because, I hate to break it to you, but you're kind of an idiot 24/7".

"Wow, okay", you said sarcastically.

"You're MY idiot, though", she amended, hugging your arm.

"Oh, okay, that makes up for it", you respond, with a lighter tone.

The two of you walk hand in hand into the restaurant. Inside, it's like a whole 'nother world, with the inside looking like your run-of-the-mill Texas Roadhouse or other relatable steakhouse, as opposed to a place that looks like where the teenagers go in a stereotypical horror film.

"Table for two, please", you said, switching to your serious voice.

"It'll be about a 15-minute wait, is that okay?" the waitress asked.

You looked over to your right and the waiting area was full of customers. How they could seat about 20 people in fifteen minutes seemed impossible to you, but you just said, "Sure, can we wait outside?"

"Of course!" she responded. "I'll just need your phone number".

You gave it to her and then you and Amy went back out to the car.

"Here, let's get in the backseat, it's more comfortable back there.

Lust Score: 142 (+8)

Author's Note: I don't like putting many of these in here, but I feel like this warrants one. I WILL eventually be returning to this story, I'm just having difficulty with school starting back up again, and I have very few ideas for this branch as of right now. Fret not however, there will likely be more chapters coming soon.