The question

The last day had gone by rather slow for the girl but for Luca it was the exact opposite. He felt like the hours felt like minutes.

Whilst Violet did what seemed to be the last time she would wash the dishes a certain egotistical and annoying boy walked up to her.

Clearing his throat he opened his mouth to speak. "Violet I have a request to ask."

"Oh are you calling by name now, pig?" she questioned turning aorund to face him with a visible grin plastered on her face rather surprised to hear her name being said from him it was rather weird the girl having grown used to his beyond irritating and idiotic nicknames.

"Well if you don't like it I wouldn't mind calling you by other names, kitten." his comment instantly made the woman's smug expression turn into an angry one.

"No Violet will be fine thank you." she said her tone now serious as if she was discussing about the millions of lives that were already lost because of this war

Speaking of that she had to write her letter to Lillia today.

"Aww well alright then. Now I wanted to ask you if you would like to have dinner with me. Uh you know just as a way to thank you for all your hard work." Lucas's eyes suddenly were now glued to the floor.

For obvious reasons the boy expected her to reject his request although to his surprise "hmm sure why not." she surprisingly agreed to this havugn been very tense lately this might be jdut waht Violet needed.