Imagine This.

Female Boxer 8

You

You collapse on the floor, wiping the sweat off your forehead as your coach hovers over you. "You deserve a break, Five minutes and be full of energy when I come back" You nod and gulp down your water. He walks away, talking to the owner of the building.

You've been thinking long and hard about Michael's text he sent you earlier..you didn't want to seem eager, you wanted to seem busy. You pulled out your cell and look at the message another time.

Can I take you out tonight? If it's too soon, I could wait.

You sigh and decide to text him back, it's already been an hour and a half.

Sure, what time? You were about to put an emoji but you didn't want to seem silly since he's a detective. Detectives probably don't even know what those are. You breathe in deeply and press send.

"Wow..I'm going on a date"

Michael

"Tim Gory, where were you the night of Daya Lee's murder?" He fidgets in his seat and twirls a toothpick in his mouth. "I was at a local gas station, fixing my car" I study his facial expressions and his face is stone. I want to say he's lying but he seems so sure with his answer.

"What was wrong with the car?" Eye rolling, scooting his chair over before he answers "My belt broke so I had a friend get me a new one" I nod and write down on my pad. "What was your relationship with Daya Lee?" "We were together" I nod slowly and study his posture. He seems to be too cool about this investigation.

"What was your last conversation with Daya Lee?" He rubs his face, then his chin before he closes his eyes. "We talked about plans on a dinner to meet her parents," I write that down and I feel my phone vibrate. I take it out of my pocket and hold down my smile as I read Y/N's text.

Sure, what time?

Is seven-thirty okay with you? I'm sure you have to go to bed in time.  I lick my lips and press send. I really sound scared and unsure..I need to stop asking questions. Bubbles come up and I look up at Tim. "We'll finish this tomorrow" I press the grey button on the wall and an officer walks in to escort him out.

Don't worry about my bedtime . I'm not training tomorrow, so we can Stay up and do anything.

I smile widely and feel the two tickets in my pocket for the movie drive in. Almost all of the drive-ins are gone so I know this will be nice and rare. I must get ready now and stop by the store to get flowers.

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"Can I have a dozen roses put in a vase?" The old lady looks up at me and chuckles lightly. "How about six? Twelve won't fit sweetie. Or you could take two vases" I frown and nod "I'll just have six and chocolates" she nods and rings it up on the register.

My hands and legs are shaking like crazy, I'm all jittery for this date. I haven't dated in a couple of months and I didn't think I would this soon. I had a great time with her at her house and I'm glad she finally adapted to me.

What did you think? I'm updating more! (Still didn't take a shower )

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