he's  a  man  of  many  skills...  but  singing  ?   well,  to  put  it  lightly,  after  his  friends  heard  him  sing  back  in  the  day  for  the  first  time  they  all  agreed  he  should  be  a  tenor…  as  if  ten  or  twelve  feet  away  from  all  musical  instruments  at  all  times.  but  does  that  mean  he  lacks  the  confidence  of  grabbing  a  mic  to  potentially  (  definitely  )  make  a  fool  of  himself  on  a  friday  night  ?  absolutely not.  “  how  about  this…  i'll  sing  with  you  yeah,  i'll  even  belt  a  troy  bolton  but  you  have  to  get  this  chick  off  my  back,  “   daniel  muses  to  his  company,  motioning  towards  the  legged  blonde  that  keeps  on  eying  him  like  he's  on  her  tonight's  menu.  “  she  came  over  to  say  that  she  can  tell  by  the  way  i'm  ignoring  her  that  she  should  just  wait  for  me  in  the  backseat  of  my  car…  and  she  wasn't  even  joking,  “ 

this wasn't exactly how he thought he'd be spending his friday night but since some of his friends had made some kind of bet, he couldn't deny that he was curious about how it was all going to go so he just tagged along to the karaoke bar. as long as he didn't have to sing, it'd be fine. although he knew he'd be dragged onto that stage at some point. maybe some liquid courage could help. as the guy next to him at the bar starting talking, he took a look at the blonde and shook his head in amusement. "think you got a cougar on your back, man. think she might be a bit older than she makes herself out to be. they tend to be quite determined." the way the woman kept looking at the guy, it's as if she was ready to jump her prey. "alright, i guess i can help you out. just be warned, i'm not the best singer. so, what will it be: an upbeat song? something romantic to give her the surprise of her life?"

The  late  afternoon sun shone  onto  the  table  as  Ken  sat  outside,  her  warm  plate  of  tacos  in  front  of  her, immersed in  a  book  as  she  tried  to  decompress  from  a  full  day  of  teaching  first  graders  at  the  pool.  Tucking  a  damp  strand  of  hair  behind  her  ear,  she  looked  up  as  the  door  swung  open,  her  gaze  falling  on  someone.  “Oh,  um,  hi.  Sorry,  did  you  wanna  to  sit  here?”

"Only if no one else is sitting there and you wouldn't mind the company? I've just been inside and it's packed so thought I'd come look for a spot out here but also quite crowded." Aidan chuckled softly, not wanting to invade her privacy or anything if she'd rather just sit there alone.

    the   night   was   approaching   its   end   and   movement   had   decreased   significantly   so   she   left   her   staff   in   charge   of   the   little   there   was   to   do   in   the   kitchen   and   sat   outside   for   a   bit.   unsure   if   she'd   wanted   to   stare   at   the   restaurant   or   the   marina,   vivi   took   turns   doing   both.   at   that   specific   point   though,   she   had   her   back   to   the   building   and   watched   as   the   moonlight   danced   on   the   water   making   the   boats   sway   rhythmically   in   an   almost   soothing   way   which   left   her   unaware   of   the   person   coming   from   inside.   and   it   startled   her   when   she   did   notice   their   presence.   “   putain,   tu   m’as   fait   peur   !   ”   the   words   came   out   in   the   wrong   language.   “   you   scared   me.   ”   she   corrected.   “   smoke   break   ?   i   was   watching   the   boats.   it's   quite   calming   and   i   was   a   little   overwhelmed   in   there.   ”   but   perhaps   it   wasn't   something   she   needed   to   be   sharing.   “   hope   you   enjoyed   yourself   tonight.   ”

since there wasn’t much to do that evening, aidan had decided to accept one of his collegues’ invitations on going to the opening night of this new dining spot in town. of course he had heard of the executive chef and how her food belongs to some of the best of the world. not his own words as he had never tried some before. he was glad to find out that his friends weren’t lying. everything was delicious. taking a deep breath, he excused himself before heading outside, needing some fresh air as it was a little crowded there. “sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.” chuckling softly, he raised his brow. “i do understand why people think the french language sounds sexy.” shaking his head in amusement, he took a seat next to her. “smoke? nah, it’s a nasty habit i don’t want to start up again. you’re right, it does seem quite calming. don’t blame you, it was quite crowded tonight but also a success i believe. you’re the owner, right?” he had seen her pass through the place from time to time. “i did enjoy it. everything was delicious.”

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