Faithfully (PRIVATE)

Lindia smirked at him. "Clever nickname for me!" SHe laughed and grinned as she finished off her cider. "So, what are you up to, like what do you wanna do next?" She asked as she leaned over the table and smiled at him.

Chance looks back across the table, "eh, I don't know quite yet, what do you want to do?" He asks.

"The men pick, well...that's the nice thing on a first date, doesn't it?"

Chance looks around, "Well, I'm not good with decisions, and it's good for you to have a say in what we do." He states.

"I don't care Walk around the city?"

Chance looks at her once again, "That sounds fun."

"Perhaps" she smirked and stood

He slid out of the booth and stood next to her, he put 60 US dollars on the table. He held her hand and started walking out.

Lindia followed him out

Chance leads Lindia down the streets when he sees Her, his aunt from Texas. He stops abruptly "Oh no," He says obviously shocked to see her here.

Lindia frowned "what is it?"

Chance was at a loss for words as his mind raced, "Um. Uh," He tried to form the words, "You remember the aunt I told you about?" He asked.

Lindia shrugged "you didn't really tell me about her"

"Well," Chance said, then his aunt came up to them.
"Hey Chance!" She beamed at him then looked at Lindia with disgust. "You could so do better than her." She stated.
Chance looked at his aunt and smacked her.

Lindia was reaching for her blade when she saw him smack her, causing her to hasp

Chance looked his aunt directly in the eye and said "You don't control me anymore." He grabbed Lindia's hand and walked away.

Lindia glanced over her shoulder "so...you gonna tell me about all that?"

Chance looked at Lindia and thought briefly and decided he could trust her, he spoke, "That was my aunt who took care of me for the many years my dad could not, while he was in the navy." He said looking sad, "She was a drug addict before I got there and apparently claimed she was clean but relapsed a few years later when I was like four or somewhere around there. One night she came home and just started beating me. It became a ritual for her."
He looked back to make sure they weren't being followed, then continued. "Then at Six my dad retired from the navy and I came to Camp Jupiter."

Lindia nodded "well lets not waste worthless tears over a sob story. And I'm not telling mine so don't ask. Lets just finish this up"

Chance looked at her, "Okay." He looked around, and headed towards Embarcadero Center while holding Lindia's hand.

Lindia followed and smirked as she looked around "we should go break a law"

Chance looked around and saw the amount of graffiti art around, he looked at Lindia mischievously, "Want to do something fun?" He asked, grinning.

Lydia rolled her eyes "like what?"

Chance nodded to the art store behind them, "Wait here a sec." He said and walked inside, stuffed three cans of spray paint, black, purple, and a royal blue, and stuffed them in a backpack he had taken from a shelf and cut the tags from. he walked back outside and up to Lindia. "Here, take your pick." He showed her the cans.

Lindia snatched the purple can and shook it, the marble mixing around inside as she grinned. "I haven't done graffiti to in some time, have you?"