Kavinsky

After a couple of months of courtship, Lololoshka finally agreed to a date with Vince. The location was perfect. An expensive restaurant in the city center was beautiful and immediately caught the blond man's eye. They arrived in a luxury car, the property of the observer. They were led into the dining room and seated at a beautifully served table, handed menus. The commissioner ordered his main course, while Kavinsky decided to make do with non-alcoholic wine.

Time passed, but the conversation didn't flow. Lo ate silently, staring into space. Vince sipped his drink and asked him questions to get the conversation going. Nothing worked. The brown-haired man merely answered the question dryly and shoved another piece of steak into his mouth. It seemed he'd come here just for the food, not for a date.

The blond stared awkwardly at his companion and sighed, wondering what to do and how to start a conversation. It seemed as if Lololoshka wasn't interested in him at all, due to his silence and aloofness. Dave wasn't particularly talkative, preferring to listen rather than talk, while Kavi, on the other hand, was quite talkative.