you are greeted with a pearly white smile, a bouquet of flowers, and a box of chocolates in the shape of a heart.
how cliche
you smile sheepishly as you realise that, even though you are the one who's late, he has arrived at your doorstep.
'how the hell did you get my address anyway?' you think to yourself as your mouth says hi, and your arm reaches out to find his.
1. do you wish to apologise for being late, and proceed to explain yourself?
2. or should you pretend that nothing is amiss, and just wing it?
3. or would you prefer to wait for him to make the first response, seeing as he arrived at your place, when you were supposed to meet him down at starbucks, anyway.
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