The Date, feat. Charisse and Aiden

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Charisse's P.O.V.

What to pick, what to pick, WHAT TO PICK?!?!

I panicked while over thinking what to wear. He told me to just suit up a casual clothing... which I always do everyday.

'Hmmm... Panicking too much?' someone from my back asked, which I slightly jerked to how she came here without me noticing.

I slapped her arm as what my instinct told me to do, which she laughed at me while her hand ran up and down her arm to alleviate the pain.

'Yeah, he told me to wear something simple, but his words were making me nervous since our first encounter...'

'Mhmm, let's just say wear a jogger and a T-shirt.'

'What the heck, Tisha. You really have bad taste in clothing.'

'What? That's what I wear everyday.'

She stepped back and I examined her choice of clothing for today.

'Yup, you always looked like you're in the house everyday', I let out a laugh.

'Sama moo', she complained my insult but waved it off after with a chuckle. Her ugly chuckle.

(So mean)

'I'm not that really good when picking cloths...', muttered Tisha devastatingly as she looked down.

I patted her shoulder.

'You'll get through it, I just know it', I reassuringly stated.

'You know I hate naming cloths and how to pair them.'

'Ahh... I know.'


-*~*-

I stood up in front of the said cafe we were supposed to meet up.

I felt uneasy and quite nervous at what is waiting for me.

I mean, nothing bad is going to happen, right?

With my chin held high, I went towards a vacant table, waiting for him.

Charisse:

Where r u?

Aiden:

Behind you, why?

I hastily turned around, stumbling while in action, only to be met by Aiden waving at me.

'Uhh... Hi..?'

He was wearing a rather casual cloths, a blue denim jacket, white t-shirt, black jeans, and a sneaker. I should have never said it was rather casual.

I stared at his brown orbs for awhile, mesmerizing it until he let out a chuckle.

'What are you staring at?' he asked with a smirk grazing on his lips as he took a sit opposite of me.

Oh my god, that caught me off guard.

'Nothing in particular...'

He clicked his tongue at me when I looked anywhere except him.

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