Lunch (1)

"So, how about lunch?"

Blake could only stare back at the girl with nothing but helplessness etched across his face. He didn't know what to do about her. More specifically, he knew that there was nothing which could be done about her. 

Well, except for one thing: tolerating her antics. That was the only thing which he could do at the moment. 

"Sure." He exhaled out a frustrated sigh as he shook his head to the sides. How was he supposed to maintain a strong front when she was looking back at him with those majestic orbs of her? He was somewhat frustrated with his own self. 

"Let's head to the restaurant." His arm founds it way back to her lower back as he began to guide her forward. 

It only took the couple a small walk of two minutes to arrive at their destination where a glass door awaited them.