Several remarks from me and retorts from Grayson, we were soon exiting the aquarium, preparing for the drive back home. It was only half past eight, so we'd be home in time for ice cream. "What are we doing now?"
I looked at Grayson. "You mean you don't want to go home?" I asked him, slightly surprised. I thought the date went well but I assumed he'd want to be home the moment we got back into town. I wouldn't have blamed him either, after all of the times that I dissed Finding Nemo. Even after he found a shorter route home for us, which I was grateful for, it'd meant that we'd be able to spend a bit more time together- as if we don't already.
"Our date is going to end at nine o'clock? The nights still young! Don't tell me you don't have any other plans!" He told me as I drove us down th
