Of Love and Regret; Baltimore, MD, Tuesday Evening [01/14].

Today was the day that had been ultimately ascribed to be Stark's Official Unofficial Birthday, and, so, of course, Summer asked what he would like to do for it. And Stark, of course, had been predictably vague and uncertain. She managed to squeeze out of him the idea of a nice fancy dinner date, and so she put gears into motion and got them a nice reservation at a local Baltimore restaurant.

Sure, they could've gone almost anywhere in the multiverse, but there was a certain sweet quaintness to just hopping over to the nearest mainland city.

And also Summer had been seeing Of Love and Regrets popping off on some of her more culinary hipster social media radars, so that made it a done deal.

"The regret," she had assured him with convincing confidence "refers to the morning after having a few too many of their cocktails."

Probably. But she had already anticipated that the place's name would immediately cause some concern.

Anyway, they were there now and Summer was looking cute as hell and positioning her phone to get a good shot of her Pink Opps drink.

Because of course that was the one she'd get.

[[ for the birthday bf! And nfb for distance, unless Leroy really wants to be a creepy weirdo about it ]]