"The wound is fine. It's healed. I was going to find you after I was done here."
Luke grinned, striding closer. "Good to hear, man! I was starting to get worried. Anyway, I was looking for you because I needed to tell you—YOWCH!"
His sentence ended in a sharp yelp as Vivi, with a sweet yet utterly terrifying smile, delivered a swift, precise kick to his shin.
"What my dear Luke means to say," Vivi interjected, her voice sugary sweet as she looped her arm through his, "is that it can wait until later. We're clearly interrupting their date." She then turned her smile towards Luke, though her eyes held a dangerous glint. "And besides, didn't you promise to take me shopping? Or did you forget already?"
Luke was still hopping on one foot, his face contorted in pain. "Geez, Vivi! That hurt! Why is a girl like you so—?"
He was cut short as Vivi's smile widened, her head tilting to the side in a way that made Luke's blood run cold. "Hmm? Did you say something, Luke?"
