I sat alone in the parlor and waited.
I just sat there and admired the quaint room.
It had character to it.
The building itself was old enough to have a sitting room like this.
Unlike most people, I actually like waiting.
It gives me time to think.
It gives me time to be alone with my thoughts.
Then, he stepped into the room and my thoughts came to an abrubt stop.
He looked, for lack of a more original word, beautiful.
He was wearing a victorian styled suit with a bowtie, and I hate that I was at a loss for words.
The outfit was all part of this thing that our school was putting together.
They wanted to have a 1800s themed dance, and of course, Warner wanted to go all out.
It was fine by me, I just made sure that he understood that both costumes and dances aren't my thing.
I wouldn't be able to stand still through a suit fitting anyway.
I know that Warner's still going to try to convince me to go with him, but if he's going to be looking like that...
Maybe I need to go with just to make sure that nobody tries to steal him away.
Maybe a dance is a good idea.
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