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insteadofwords) wrote2023-03-16 02:55 pm
insteadofwords) wrote2023-03-16 02:55 pm
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He gives their first date a lot of thought. He talks to people. He does research. Finally, he manages to settle on a little Italian place that's got great ratings and reviews, that's fancy without being overbearing. He wants to give Rapunzel a chance to dress up, if she wants to. He doesn't have a suit made by her, yet, but he goes shopping again and finds a dark suit and shirt combo that he thinks works.
He's inexplicably nervous as he climbs the stairs to her apartment and knocks. In his hands, there's a bouquet of flowers, carefully chosen -- he'd gone with wildflowers in pinks and purples, flashes of yellow. They'd seemed more fitting for her than something more formal.
God, he wants this to go well.
He's inexplicably nervous as he climbs the stairs to her apartment and knocks. In his hands, there's a bouquet of flowers, carefully chosen -- he'd gone with wildflowers in pinks and purples, flashes of yellow. They'd seemed more fitting for her than something more formal.
God, he wants this to go well.
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"Wine would be great. Thanks." He's not entirely sure that he should be drinking more, not if he's going to behave here, but he also doesn't want the evening to end. He rolls his sleeves up and walks after her, wrapping one arm around her shoulders and tugging her back against him. "I'm having a great time, by the way."