L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Karbon took a sip of his sake and watched as Cassandra guzzled hers down, "Are... Are you sure you can handle all that?" She said that she was a big girl, but she was still on the light side of things. Karbon would then start to bring his noodles to his mouth and blew on it to cool it down. "Mmmm... Nothing beats the scent of chicken ramen" Karbon would say with a big smile on his face.

Cassandra had thrown back another good portion of the sake, and she looked at Karbon with total bedroom eyes. “Karrrrrbon~~~~~~” Then her seafood ramen. Without waiting for it to cool down, the girl dove in. This was a key mistake, as she stopped, and began to chug more water, and sake, due to her burned tongue.

Watching as Cassandra dove head first into everything that was presented to her, Karbon could only shake his head and laugh at the display. He wondered if her cat gimmick was really that, just a gimmick. "Are you sure you really aren't part cat?" He would jokingly ask her. When she gave him those bedroom eyes and called his name out seductively, he could really feel his jeans tighten up. Karbon ate his chicken ramen and finished up his end of the sake and was pretty contempt with the meal. "Ahhhh... That really hit the spot. How was your meal?"

The cat-cosplayer really was a cringefest when it came to cat themed stuff, as she finished her half of food rather sloppily, but also not taking her eyes off Karbon. “I-I had tooooooo much, darling~” She slurred out, a goofy smile on her face. “I want you to carrrrry meeeee.” She would say. Who knows if he could, she was rather large.

The waiter came by and took their plates. Cassandra really wasn't in the right spot to order a box so Karbon did that for her and he waited until the waiter was out of sight. He then turned back to her and said, "I can see that you had too much." He said with a smile, "How are we going to finish this date night if I have to carry you everywhere?" There wasn't a chance in Hell that he was going to carry her the rest of the night. Sure, he was strong and all, but it doesn't matter how strong you are. Carrying any amount of weight for an extended period of time will wear anyone down.

"How about we sit here and relax until you feel like you can get up, sound good?" He would tell her in a soft voice. He leaned back over towards her and started to scratch behind her ear, "Who's my good kitty?"

The catgirl would look at Karbon would lusty eyes as the food was taken away. “Welllll.” She slurred. “How about we gooo somewhere and makeout?” She offered with a smile, tracing a finger around the table. “I wanna makeout.” She repeats.

Well, if Cassandra was one thing, she was very straight forward. "Making out on the first date?" He chuckled at the thought and then decided, "what the hell." Karbon nodded his head towards her in agreement and thought of a place where they could go. "How far away is your apartment from here? We could go there an make out." He suggested to her.

“It’s uhhhhhhhhhhhhh” She began to draw it out a lot. “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....a few blocks away....that way!” She pointed off in a random direction, with a big goofy smile. “Let’s pay and goooo makeout.”

The waiter came back with her box and the checks. Karbon, being the gentleman that he is, took Cassandra's check and paid for her meal. Even though he might of had to do that anyways with how drunk she was... Karbon then boxed up her dinner and waited for the waiter to come back with the receipt. He signed it and tipped the waiter before Cassandra and Karbon left the restaurant. They both started to walk in the direction that Cassandra pointed to. "You sure it's this way right?"

The catgirl gave her drunken, goofy smile. "Ofcourse it is..." She mumbled, and began to stumble along with him. She wasn't wrong, luckily, as they approached her apartment building, the same place she took Karbon for their 'training session' a while back.