[right][sub][color=slategray]Featuring: [b][color=#0598bc]Brian Helmsley[/color][/b], [b][color=#8a2be2]Ryan Helmsley[/color][/b], and [b][color=#b57f13]Henry Green[/color][/b]
Location: Brian’s room and The Stentorian Estate
Interacting with: [b][color=#9acd32]Parker Ashford[/color][/b] and probably [b][color=#ffefd5]Chae Min-seo [/color][/b]by proxy [@Fabricant451]
Time: Friday Night Date Night![/color][/sub][/right]

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[indent][indent][b][color=#8a2be2]“I take it you did it.”[/color][/b]

Brian was heavily focused on what he was doing, but when his father appeared in the mirror he was staring into, Brian was smart enough to turn his head to acknowledge Ryan. Adjusting the cuffs on his suit jacket, Brian looked over at his father and shook his head [b][color=#0598bc]“No, I just thought I’d dress up and look at myself in the mirror.” [/color][/b]Brian shrugged his shoulders, rolling his eyes. [b][color=#0598bc]“Yes, I did it.” [/color][/b]He confirmed with a nod, turning around to face his father with a slight smile on his lips.

Ryan folded his arms over his chest and nodded, [b][color=#8a2be2]“and how did it go? You kill it?” [/color][/b]Ryan had a way of speaking that had persisted throughout his teenage years, and while he was able to mask it in more ‘official’ meetings… talking with his son was hardly one of those. Brian responded with a nod and Ryan stepped forward, putting a hand on Brian’s shoulder and giving it a squeeze. [b][color=#8a2be2]“Good job. Though… I have to ask. Why her? You can do better, you’re a Helmsley.”[/color][/b]

Brian should have known this was where the conversation was going. Why would it go anywhere else? No one thought Parker was ‘on his level.’ [b][color=#0598bc]“Because she’s different. She’s interesting and different and… she’s [i]free, [/i]and so so happy. It’s refreshing and new for me. Isn’t that enough?” [/color][/b]Brian looked at his father and raised an eyebrow, and Ryan took his hand off of his son’s shoulder and shrugged, seemingly satisfied. [b][color=#0598bc]“I have one stop to make before I pick her up. Did you need anything else?”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#8a2be2]“One last thing. Why, exactly, are you dressed in a suit for this? I thought the date was at that pizza place. Not exactly a suit and tie location…” [/color][/b]

At this, Brian simply shook his head, [b][color=#0598bc]“I don’t know. I’m always dressed up, so I figured this was no different. I went overboard… just in case? I don’t know what [i]she’s[/i] gonna be looking like. You know?” [/color][/b]Brian shrugged his shoulders and his dad nodded while Brian ducked past him. [b][color=#0598bc]“I’ll call if we need anything.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#8a2be2]“Don’t need anything.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#0598bc]“Wasn’t planning on it!” [/color][/b]Brian called out, glancing over his shoulder as he headed out the door. He was sixteen years old; the time for needing his parents had long since past. Was he nervous? Yes, absolutely — it was his first date, for god’s sake. But, it was a date with the only girl he had ever saw himself with, since the first time he’d met her.

Parker Ashford.

And Brian didn’t really care what the other people thought of Parker. He didn’t care that some of the people in his family didn’t necessarily approve of his love for her. That people thought she was weird was irrelevant to her, he saw her differently. Brian saw Parker for the bright, happy person that she was. She was different from almost everyone — as as far as he knew (and he knew pretty far, considering Henry was one of his friends), Parker was so happily optimistic, all the time, no matter what.

It was beautiful.

That was what attracted him to her, though no one had ever bothered to ask [i]why [/i]he [i]liked[/i] her, only why he didn’t pick someone ‘better.’ In his opinion, Parker was the best option — far and away; and in this situation? His was the only opinion that mattered. That was why Brian was going over the top, to show Parker how much he thought she was worth. That was why he’d put on a proper suit, and that was why he was on the way to the first stop.

The first stop? Hummingbird Creations, where Brian had put in an order the day before, for a bouquet for Parker; as well as something special, a heart shaped box of chocolates for the lucky girl. An extremely expensive box of chocolates, but hey, everything in his life was extremely expensive — that was just a natural side effect of being one of the richest families on the planet.

After picking up his package, Brian took the quickest route he knew to the Green estate, letting himself into the gate. Once he arrived at the door, Brian hit the button… and waited. It always took a while for someone to answer the door at the Stentorian Estate, a fact that was sensible given the titanic size of the home. Brian was almost certain it wasn’t going to be Parker when the door was answered, and even assumed it would be a servant of some kind.

Which was part of the reason why he was so surprised when it was in fact, Henry Green that pulled open the door. [b][color=#b57f13]“The fuck you want, nigga? Bro, are those chocolates for me!? Oh — SHIT. I forgot! Hold up here, yeah? I’ll go get her.” [/color][/b]Henry gave Brian a nod and turned to jog off into the house, and before long, Brian could hear his friend’s voice emanating with a small echo from deep in the halls.

[b][color=#b57f13]“Park, let’s rock and roll! Brian’s here to pick you up.”[/color][/b]

And all of a sudden, Brian was a mess of nerves again.[/indent][/indent]