Their date continued on the same note. It was an eventful one, yet nothing actually out of the ordinary when it came to Gabriel. The man didn't seem to know much in the way of low key or aloof; Casey enjoyed every moment of it, even if some of the boundless energy was unfathomable to them. It was just a case of opposites attracting in a near-unbelievable way. To think that they could have possibly missed meeting each other, fate or not... well, Casey didn't actually want to think about that.
It was a few weeks later when Casey had invited Gabriel over to their place for dinner. Nothing especially fancy, but it was home-cooked and another step entirely to invite him into their home. After introducing him to the animals and dinner, they'd sat and watched movies and talked into the night, so late that all but the expensive taxicabs had stopped running. Being the polite person that they were, Casey had offered to let Gabriel sleep in their bed — not on the couch, lest the ninja cat jump on his face continually in the night. Casey had that experience when first bringing her home, foolishly leaving the bedroom door open in a perfect opening for divebombs.
All of that said, they both slept soundly. Nothing happened. Just a good evening turned into a good night and what Casey had expected would be a good morning. When they opened their eyes, however, it was to a blue loaf-y lump laying across their chest and snoring away softly. Uncomprehending, Casey's first thought was that a lizard had somehow gotten in through an open window or cracked door before their mind began to clear; the weight of the lump was too heavy to be a mere lizard, and the snoring was too sentient, to boot. Their vision cleared and it soon became apparent just what was going on.
That was definitely, absolutely a dragon sleeping on Casey. Which made absolutely no sense because there were hardly any dragons in the city, period, much less a dragon that would break in in the middle of the night to fall asleep on a random citydweller with four animals and another human in the apartment and—it just didn't make sense.
"Dragon?" they murmured, trying to piece everything together. Where had it even come from? "Dra... dragon. Dragon! What?!"
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It was a few weeks later when Casey had invited Gabriel over to their place for dinner. Nothing especially fancy, but it was home-cooked and another step entirely to invite him into their home. After introducing him to the animals and dinner, they'd sat and watched movies and talked into the night, so late that all but the expensive taxicabs had stopped running. Being the polite person that they were, Casey had offered to let Gabriel sleep in their bed — not on the couch, lest the ninja cat jump on his face continually in the night. Casey had that experience when first bringing her home, foolishly leaving the bedroom door open in a perfect opening for divebombs.
All of that said, they both slept soundly. Nothing happened. Just a good evening turned into a good night and what Casey had expected would be a good morning. When they opened their eyes, however, it was to a blue loaf-y lump laying across their chest and snoring away softly. Uncomprehending, Casey's first thought was that a lizard had somehow gotten in through an open window or cracked door before their mind began to clear; the weight of the lump was too heavy to be a mere lizard, and the snoring was too sentient, to boot. Their vision cleared and it soon became apparent just what was going on.
That was definitely, absolutely a dragon sleeping on Casey. Which made absolutely no sense because there were hardly any dragons in the city, period, much less a dragon that would break in in the middle of the night to fall asleep on a random citydweller with four animals and another human in the apartment and—it just didn't make sense.
"Dragon?" they murmured, trying to piece everything together. Where had it even come from? "Dra... dragon. Dragon! What?!"