Aya AU: meeting Cat

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan is hanging out near the station, waiting for Aya to get off work. Every now and then his hair makes a semi-disgruntled mrrp? noise. The reason for that is the small black cat who is not in the cat carrier at his feet.

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[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan, instead, stuck one of his brilliant purple business cards on the desk next to a note about why.

"Now, Aya, are you up for dinner?"

[mitochondriaaya]

Well, that worked too! And purple was, admittedly, hard to lose. "Thank you," Nara called to his back.

"Dinner," she agreed. "My treat today. How does Szechuan sound?" She slid forward from the locker room door to wrap an arm around Dilan's waist.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Spicy and delicious." Dilan informs her, "And something that we can share."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Then it sounds like a good choice. C'mon, I know a hole in the wall..." She dragged him through the door cheerfully and out into the night.