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nikita: the princess bride
Mar. 23rd, 2015 02:18 pmDated Feb 13, 2015
Cole is a little nervous when he approaches Nikita's apartment. He's about to enter for the first time, to watch a movie he's never seen. It's not like he's never been on a date. It's not like he's never watched a movie for the first time. But this is different. This is an amorphous thing. He doesn't think it's a date, but he's pretty sure it's not. He's also pretty sure it qualifies. He has no expectations of the night's end, but he does hope it doesn't end with him getting kicked out or screamed at. Cole likes Nikita a lot. He doesn't want to fuck this up.
This is a weird thing to realize.
He'd texted her earlier and asked if he should bring anything. He ends up bringing a six pack of a type of beer he knows she likes, and a small shopping bag with the fixings for nachos. Hey, why not? He's wearing casual clothes — nothing fancy, so she doesn't think he thinks it's a date. Tonight, he's in blue jeans, a gray tee shirt with some sort of graphic on it, and some simple, clean sneakers. It'd taken him an embarrassingly long time to figure out what to wear.
"God, it takes a lot of brain-power to be around girls," he'd mumbled at the time.
But he looks good, if the looks he's getting in the hallway are any indication. Thankfully, she doesn't live very far away, so he doesn't have to stress during the length of, say, a few city blocks. Just a few sets of stairs.
When he finally gets to her door, he knocks.
Cole is a little nervous when he approaches Nikita's apartment. He's about to enter for the first time, to watch a movie he's never seen. It's not like he's never been on a date. It's not like he's never watched a movie for the first time. But this is different. This is an amorphous thing. He doesn't think it's a date, but he's pretty sure it's not. He's also pretty sure it qualifies. He has no expectations of the night's end, but he does hope it doesn't end with him getting kicked out or screamed at. Cole likes Nikita a lot. He doesn't want to fuck this up.
This is a weird thing to realize.
He'd texted her earlier and asked if he should bring anything. He ends up bringing a six pack of a type of beer he knows she likes, and a small shopping bag with the fixings for nachos. Hey, why not? He's wearing casual clothes — nothing fancy, so she doesn't think he thinks it's a date. Tonight, he's in blue jeans, a gray tee shirt with some sort of graphic on it, and some simple, clean sneakers. It'd taken him an embarrassingly long time to figure out what to wear.
"God, it takes a lot of brain-power to be around girls," he'd mumbled at the time.
But he looks good, if the looks he's getting in the hallway are any indication. Thankfully, she doesn't live very far away, so he doesn't have to stress during the length of, say, a few city blocks. Just a few sets of stairs.
When he finally gets to her door, he knocks.
