I can't believe I'm actually doing this. Crow asked me out on a date. Can you believe it? The brooding, mysterious vigilante of Gotham actually asked me, Viola Heart, to go out with him. I mean, sure, we've been friends for a while now, but this is a whole new level.
We met up at our usual spot, that dark alley behind the abandoned theater in the heart of Gotham. Crow was waiting there, leaning against the wall with his signature black cloak fluttering in the wind. As always, he looked like he had just stepped out of a noir film, all brooding and intense.
I couldn't help but smirk as I approached him. "Took you long enough to ask me out, Crow," I teased, knowing fully well that he had been planning this for a while.
He just rolled his eyes in response, but I could see a hint of amusement in them. "Shall we, Nightingale?" he said, offering me his arm. I took it, and we walked out into the night, ready for whatever Gotham had in store for us.
We ended up at this little diner on the outskirts of the city, a place that was surprisingly cozy despite its rough exterior. Crow ordered his usual black coffee, while I opted for a hot chocolate with extra marshmallows. We talked about everything and nothing, lost in our own little world amidst the chaos of Gotham.
I couldn't help but admire the way Crow's eyes lit up when he talked about his latest case, his passion for justice burning bright. And in that moment, I realized just how much I cared for this enigmatic man, this dark knight of Gotham.
As the night wore on, we found ourselves wandering the empty streets of Gotham, lost in conversation and laughter. It was surreal, being with Crow like this, away from the danger and the darkness that usually surrounded us.
Eventually, we made our way back to the alley where we had first met. The streetlights cast long shadows, creating a hauntingly beautiful backdrop for our final moments together.
"Well, Nightingale, looks like our date is coming to an end," Crow said, his voice tinged with a hint of sadness.
I smiled softly, feeling a warmth in my chest that I had never experienced before. "It was a night to remember, Crow. Thank you for this."
And with that, we parted ways, each of us disappearing into the night, our hearts a little lighter and our souls a little closer.
Who would have thought that the fallen angel and the dark knight could find solace in each other's company? But here we are, Viola Heart and Crow, navigating the complex dance of friendship and maybe something more.
Until next time, Gotham. Until next time.