Just A Midnight Walk (Open)

[Black]

"I think I'll have the same as you.. Oh and trust me, I won't cheap out dinner on you. I'll eat it, believe me. I need some meat on my bones, I'm so fragile... and skinny..."

"Well thats good, I'm glad your not one of those girls who have the idea image of being one-hundred pounds of bones at thirty." Drake said, while accidentally rubbing his own foot across the other. "Wait, that wasn't my foot that just rubbed my other, was it?" He thought quickly to himself, no it wasn't his own foot, so it had to be Mikaela. He smiled softly while he continued to sip on his drink, though it might as well have been water or crude oil, wouldn't matter to him. Drake looked around the room they were in, it was pretty big. It had numerous booths along the walls and tables placed systematically around the booths and the giant bar in the middle of the room. It was nice, green and red velvet table clothes and golden trimmed chairs. He thought this would be a good place to take company out to eat, and it turns out maybe he was right.

"So, may I ask you a question? You appear no older than me, maybe a little older than me at that. Do you have a job or career, or are you still in college?" Drake decided to make a little light conversation with Mikaela, just to try his best to make it as comfortable around him as he could. Tension and awkwardness wasn't something that he liked, though this night had patches of it throughout there time together. "I wonder what is going to happen when out night together ends? I hope I'll be able to see her more, though I only have a couple more days here in California before I ship myself back off to New York."

[mikaela]

"Well thats good, I'm glad your not one of those girls who have the idea image of being one-hundred pounds of bones at thirty."

"Haha me too, I'm not like that trust me.." She smiled, when she saw him smile. She liked when Drake smiled at her, it was nice. Looking at a filled glass, she took it lightly, and took a sip, making sure it didn't drip anywhere on her. Placing it back down. she took another glance around the restaurant, it was big enough to fit many families. Booths, and it had nice wallpaper, and the bar was really neat.

"So, may I ask you a question? You appear no older than me, maybe a little older than me at that. Do you have a job or career, or are you still in college?" Mikaela heard him say. " I'm 20, haha... and oh Yes I'm still in college. I go to a online college though, so I only have to go on my computer to complete classes for the day." Mika told him, while taking a breather, she breathed slowly while waiting for her meal.

Tapping her nails lightly, on the table, she took her drink and sipped a bit more, her hands shaking a bit. Putting her drink down quickly, she shook her head lightly. Mikaela felt dizzy, she wasn't sure if that was good or bad. Maybe it was from not eating? Maybe it was from Drake's cologne? Maybe it wasn't. She had to find out, sniffing lightly she found out it wasn't Drake's cologne, so it had to be from not eating... Apparently..

Putting her head down on her arm, she rubbed her head gently on it. "Mikaela get yourself together, you don't want Drake to even think that you feel sick... It wouldn't be best, spend your night the best you can!" Easing up, she smiled at him, trying to tell him she was feeling fine. Having one of her hands, touch her stomach lightly. She tryed to fake being okay.

[Black]

"I'm 20, haha... and oh Yes I'm still in college. I go to a online college though, so I only have to go on my computer to complete classes for the day."

"She is probably going to be shocked whenever I tell her my age, well the age at which I was turned." Drake thought, most people think he is around upper-twenties and maybe even thirty years old. He doesn't appear that old, he looks twenty-something, just his personality makes him seem older. Well, that is what people have told him. "We, I am just nineteen and thanks to a wonderful opportunity given to be by an old friend, I don't have to go to college to earn good money. My trust fund is to thank for that." Drake suddenly stopped his self, he didn't want to ramble on about himself. He tended to do that a lot, and by a lot he really meant a lot. He comes by as full of himself and conceded to most, though he really isn't neither.

Drake started sipping more on his drink, an attempt to stop him from rambling on about himself, when he noticed that Mikaela was looking rather ill. She was resting her head on her arm and she didn't seem fine at all, "I couldn't help but to notice, but you don't look like your in the best condition. Is anything wrong? I could get the manager to hurry our orders up if your hungry enough." Drake asked Mikaela as he reached over to her and gently patted on her arm as an attempt to try and comfort her. Though he thinks that his attempt may have been fruitless.

"She looks awful, if she gets any worse I am going to take her home. She shouldn't be out feeling bad and stuff just because you want to take her out to dinner." He though over to himself. His dark brown eyes staring deeply into Mikaela's own eyes, hazel wonders.

[mikaela]

OOC: Sorry I took so long... I haven't been able to get online as much, due to moving...

"We, I am just nineteen and thanks to a wonderful opportunity given to be by an old friend, I don't have to go to college to earn good money. My trust fund is to thank for that."

"Well, your lucky... I'm older than you, when is your birthday? I'll buy you a cake." She smiled, and winked at him a little. Mikaela didn't want to get so attached, so she stopped herself before saying anything more. She does that alot, talk alot. It was a habit, but she tends to break habits down.

Trying to keep her head up, her hand began to clasp her stomach a bit, as if Mikaela would tip over or something. "I couldn't help but to notice, but you don't look like your in the best condition. Is anything wrong? I could get the manager to hurry our orders up if your hungry enough." "Um no no, I'm fine, nothing is wrong. I just feel a bit dizzy, like I'm going to pass out or something. It's probably from being hungry, but if you could. I'd like that... a lot."

Mikaela told him sweetly, she didn't want to spoil a dinner with her sickness and be taken home away from him. Where she probably wouldn't be seeing him for a while.

Resting her head once again on the table, she tried to hold her eyes open. They kept shutting, she didn't want to fall asleep. Her eyes were making her, lifting her head up she smiled at Drake again she to let him know, she'd try to be fine."Drake, I think I'll be fine.. don't worry about me. I just..." She got up, and stumbled, falling towards Drake, her eyes closed again...

[Black]

"Well, your lucky... I'm older than you, when is your birthday? I'll buy you a cake."

Drake couldn't help but to smile, "April the 12th, but don't worry about my birthday cake. I haven't had one of those in years." He laughed and smiled as he looked around the room again, the smell of food was overwhelming. All types of food, not just Chinese. Everything from sushi to cheese burgers were served here. Sea food, pizzas, pastas, burgers, sushi, fried chicken, salads, and even deserts of all kinds. This was a really good place, more or less, despite the fact that it was named wrong. Well to Drake it was, China Dragon, for a multi-cultural restaurant? "California is a weird place." He thought to himself.

"Um no no, I'm fine, nothing is wrong. I just feel a bit dizzy, like I'm going to pass out or something. It's probably from being hungry, but if you could. I'd like that... a lot."

"Well you don't worry your pretty little head about it, okay? I'll be back in a second with our food, or at least your food." Drake said as he stood up and began to make his way toward the kitchen, where several waiters were going in and out with both empty platters and platters full of food and drinks. "Drake, I think I'll be fine.. don't worry about me. I just...", he heard Mikaela's faint voice say as she shakely stood up and stumbled back down on the floor trying to get to Drake. He quickly rushed back to her and placed a hand on her shoulder and gently shook her back and forth trying to get her to wake back up.

"Mikaela?! Mikaela, get up. Come on and get up, I'm going to take you to a hospital or your house or something. Come on." Drake sort of yelled, but not a loud yell. Just loud enough to be louder than his normal tone of voice.

[mikaela]

"Mikaela?! Mikaela, get up. Come on and get up, I'm going to take you to a hospital or your house or something. Come on."

That is all Mikaela heard before she passed out. It was only in the matter of a few minutes, that she was shook awake by Drake. Blinking a few times, "Drake? Where am I? What happened?" Trying to get up, Mikaela stumbled onto her chair, maybe it was from her not eating? Maybe it wasn't? " I, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scare you like that." Sighing, she looked at him, and then to the waiter, that was now standing next to Drake, with a worried look on his face. Rubbing her eyes, she straightened herself, and stood up quietly. Gripping to the edges on her chair for balance.

"I really don't think I need to go to a hospital, I need food is all, I think..." Mikaela answered with an un-sure voice. Standing up with posture now, she walked over to Drake. "See, I'm fine." She stumbled onto Drake, falling in his arms. Closing her eyes again, she wished it never happened. She had never felt so weak, and going home or to the hospital wouldn't make it any better. "Needles..." Mikaela shivered at that thought. She opened her eyes gently, and saw the waiter staring at her. What was wrong? Did she look odd to him? She saw him look at her, like she was something to eat...

Standing up once more, she saw the waiter give her a dirty look. One look up, and one look down. It was disgusting really, it's not like she hasn't see it happen to her before. But her waiter, really wouldn't stop staring at her, backing up slowly, she sat back down. Not saying a word to Drake or her waiter. Clutching the fork, she stabbed it quietly against the table. She was displeased at the moment.