>>81649095 (OP)It's the sunset or the early dark, and beside me, possibly arm-in-arm, is a woman slightly older than myself. We're dressed nicely, though not terribly so. We're alking along some sort of nicely lit footpath/shopfronts area at the seaside in a Mediterranean city like Marseille or Sevastopol or Naples. We have a dinner reserved at a nice but unknown place in an hour from now, and we've got time to kill.
So we walk and talk, go windowshopping (because I'm a poorfag and can't afford to buy anything for her,) I make her laugh a few times, we're both too autistic to do anything more than that. We talk about everything from the metaphysics and philosophies of Tolkien to some random shit we saw on the internet that made us laugh. Five minutes until D-Day, as we're about to walk into the place, she stops, tries to express something but can't because she's as socially retarded as I am. Stops, pulls me by my tie down to her height and kisses me, leaving a mark (hopefully) before we get in.
We get drinks and I light up a cigarette (I don't drink or smoke, but the aesthetics are great) as I listen to her start to talk about whatever vidya she's played recently or book she's read or ttrpgs she's in while I reciprocate. Appetizer arrives, and she's not eating, or at least not very much. I get some on a fork and gently feed it to her until it's finished, can't let her self-consciousness and potential disorder get in the way of her enjoying herself. Same ordeal continues through dinner, we split the bill and eventually leave (with me paying for drinks or any additional expenses outside of meals.)
We walk back to either of our places, it doesn't matter, maybe get her icecream on the moonlit walk back if a place is still open and if she wants it. When we get back, undress into our underclothes and watch Howl's Moving Castle while she straddles me in a non-sexual way.
