“Sooo, wanna go on a date?” asks the succubus, finally.
“Hm?” hums the angel who is busy reading a book on early feminist theory.
“I mean, you’ve been feeding me (thanks for that) for a few months now. I feel like maybe we should hit up a movie together.”
“Oh!” the angel carefully slides zir bookmark onto the page and closes it “Well we could. That sounds nice to be honest.”
“Great! We can see-”
“Let’s go see the new Saw! Or perhaps The Quiet Place.”