Chapter 17

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Morgan rummages through Nate's wardrobe, looking for the most perfect outfit for his date with Melody. "Girl, why are all your clothes basic as fuck?" She asks in frustration. All his items of clothing are cargo pants, jeans, T-shirt's, sweaters and hoodies, along with a couple of jackets. But she finally found best combination she can find.

A pair of black cargo pants, a plain white T-shit, a big, beige sweater that his aunt made for Nate, and finally some white sneakers (with socks on, of course. Nate is not a weirdo). It's a really comfortable fit and also makes him look clean and welcoming—and Morgan loves how small and cuddly Nate looks in the giant sweater.

Nate doesn't really care about what he wears—as longs as his clothes are clean, smell good and fit well. He doesn't really have much of an opinion on the outfit. But Morgan would squeal and clasp her hands together like a little girl whenever she gets the chance to dress him up.

They spend the rest of the afternoon talking about Nate's date and what he should do and not do. But Nate already knows what to say and not say to girls, since he grew up having Morgan and his feminist sister, Livvy. Morgan mentions that she has been waiting for this moment for years. She doesn't have any siblings to dress up and sent them off on dates, just Nate. And neither of them would trade these moments for anything in the world.

After eating some delicious dinner that Mr. and Mrs. Spencer made, the friends went back to Nate's bedroom to get ready for bed.

The lights get turned off and they climb into Nate's bed.

"I have a really good feeling about this." Nate whispers to Morgan.

"Me too." She whispers back.

They both smile but neither can see each other's faces. But they know they're smiling. They close their eyes and doze off, feeling anticipation for the big date tomorrow.

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Nate springs awake to the sound of a loud alarm clock set by Morgan, who wakes up slowly yet gracefully like a Disney princess.

"Why did you set up alarms for a Saturday?" Nate asks as he rubs his eyes and yawns. He stretches his arms and legs and whole body so tightly that his body starts to shake a little. He then sits up and watches as Morgan hops out of the bed to go  towards Nate's desk turn off her alarm on her phone.

"Because you have to get ready for your big date." She responds, not even looking up from her phone since she is too busy replying to texts she has received last night.

Morgan is really serious when it comes to punctuality. She believes that if you have arrived nine minutes before an event, you are already late. Ten would be the latest she would ever be. So of course, she would wake up Nate early to get him all dolled up for the date.

She pats her hair down and then claps her hands together. "Alright, sleeping beauty, let's get you dressed up." She grabs Nate's shoulder and rolls him over the edge of the bed, making him fall off.

However, Nate didn't get angry because he is used to this kind of treatment from her.   He simply picks himself up and gets dressed.

The outfit is on and Morgan feels proud of her work.

"One final touch," she pulls out a Calvin Klein cologne from bear backpack, "you gotta smell good to seduce this girl." She hands him the bottle. "Spray it under your clothes." She instructs.

"Why under?" Nate asks, puzzled.

"So she smells you when she hugs you."

Nate stares and the perfume. He sniffs some off the top.

And he does not like it. The aroma is too masculine for him, it smells like something a school sports team captain would wear to pull bitches. Nate would protest but he's far too sleepy right now to do anything about it. He just silently does as he's told.

A/N:
Apologies for not updating in a while, I just haven't found the time or motivation lately. I cant promise many chapters atm but I'll try to upload as many as I can.

Love you guys <3

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 20, 2022 ⏰

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