Ellie was ironing her pastel blue colored knee-length dress that she had chosen for her date with Watson tonight. She felt nice to be going out tonight but she didn't get that butterflies in the stomach feeling that she thought she would when she went out with a guy, but what did she know? it had been a while since she went out on a date, maybe it was supposed to be like this.
Ashton watched her from his peripheral as he pretended to fix a switchboard that was perfectly fine. He wasn't happy at all with her going out with Watson, it was unsettling for him and the fact that she was ironing a beautiful dress that she was gonna wear for him, irked him to no end.
"Ah!"
He was pulled out of his jealous thoughts by her yelp of pain and it took him less than a second to drop the screwdriver he
