Dirune waited at the door for Amaya to get dressed, turning away for a moment to look around. The young man figured she was incredibly lucky that she had her own apartment; places to live were getting hard to come by. He had planned to ask her to move in with him, but he was hesitant about when to do it.<br/><br/>Turning around, his eyes widened behind his wire-thin glasses as he gazed at Amaya. Breath was caught in his throat, not able to take his eyes off of her as she walked down the hall.<b>"W-Wow, Amaya!"</b>he exclaimed as she walked past him to the front door, he couldn't help but stare at her ass.<b>"Uh, yeah... ready,"</b>he said, opening the door for her as they walked out.<br/><br/>Luckily for them the mall was only a few minutes away from her apartment, so they only had to walk. Dirune's hand sought her, holding it tightly as he kissed her cheek.