It was only Applebee’s, but they were on college student salaries, after all, the food was good enough, and they could take the bus.
Summer sat between Bishop and Mellie, but they’d gotten one of the small round bar tables, so everyone was, technically, between everyone else: best of all worlds.
As a rule, they weren’t that unusual: three college kids, out on a Saturday night. It wasn’t until Summer stole a small kiss from Mellie that anyone looked askance at them, and it wasn’t until Bishop responded by stealing his own kiss from Mellie that someone whispered to someone else at their table.
Summer didn’t mind the stares. She was nineteen, she wasn’t famous or looking for a Professional Job, and if people wanted to stare, it wouldn’t be likely to hurt her at all.
But Mellie, the stares made her uncomfortable. Summer stole another kiss and pressed a blessing into it. Nothing to see here.
If making your girlfriend comfortable wasn’t using your powers for good, she didn’t know what was.
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Yay! Also yeah, good use of magic. Very sweet, brightened my morning. Thank you!
<warm fuzzies>
awwwwpurrr