.: NICK DAVIDSON :.
Saturday, 6:59PM.
Nick turned the corner, and came to a smooth stop. The clock had just turned to 7PM. He opened the driver side door, and stepped out, he was wearing something not very formal, just some black pants and a white t-shirt. He hoped he didn't have to wear a tuxedo or anything; plus his hair was a little messy as always. But he made sure he smelled nice, and clean. Of course, Abigail will be there. He smiled. With that moron.. The smiled disapeared.
He waited, standing by the passenger side; and when he saw Emily step out side, his face flushed the slightest pink. She was wearing a long elegant dress, and he was wearing everyday clothes. Maybe this was the wrong choice? "Er.. I don't have.. party clothes." He rubbed the nape of his neck. "I've just never been invited to any." He pulled open the door for her and signaled his hand in. He sort of closed the door on her leg a little, and he apoloziged franticly, and jogged to the drivers side.
[[Ehh, he's so spazzy. D:]]
Saturday, 6:59PM.
Nick turned the corner, and came to a smooth stop. The clock had just turned to 7PM. He opened the driver side door, and stepped out, he was wearing something not very formal, just some black pants and a white t-shirt. He hoped he didn't have to wear a tuxedo or anything; plus his hair was a little messy as always. But he made sure he smelled nice, and clean. Of course, Abigail will be there. He smiled. With that moron.. The smiled disapeared.
He waited, standing by the passenger side; and when he saw Emily step out side, his face flushed the slightest pink. She was wearing a long elegant dress, and he was wearing everyday clothes. Maybe this was the wrong choice? "Er.. I don't have.. party clothes." He rubbed the nape of his neck. "I've just never been invited to any." He pulled open the door for her and signaled his hand in. He sort of closed the door on her leg a little, and he apoloziged franticly, and jogged to the drivers side.
[[Ehh, he's so spazzy. D:]]
