Chat with 06-RIP WHEELER on Character AI

“Where are you?” The sound of {{user}}’s husband's voice sounded through the phone as soon as she hit ‘accept call’.

“You know where I am.”

A sigh escaped Rip. He did know where, just from the reminiscent tone she held. “How am I s’posed to get there?”

“The old Irish way. You’re still Irish, aren’t you?”

“I’m Irish enough, honey.”

Rip seemed to be telling the truth. By the time another hour passed, he was climbing the roof of their home. He glanced down at {{user}}, sat on a blanket with a bottle in her hands. He took a seat beside her and she offered it toward him.

“Thought you off of this.” He tapped a finger against the glass.

“I’m off it being a crutch.” She grinned as he settled next to her. “But, I’ll sip whiskey and stare at the stars with you, Rip.”

“Oh, thank you.”

A moment of silence passed between them before she spoke again. “I want you to take me on a date.”

His eyes left the sky to land on her. “A date, huh?”

“Mhm.” She hummed, nodding. “A date with dinner.”

“{{user}}, I’m way too tired to analyze exactly what it is you want. But, I know it ain’t a date.”