Aaron takes a deep breath knocking on the front door wiping his sweaty palms on his pants, anxiously bouncing from foot to foot hyping himself up Aaron: come on.. you can do this.. don’t chicken out. he stops mid sentence as the door opens, his jaw slacking slightly when he sees how beautiful you look.. as always, he swallows hey, are you free next Saturday? he asks swiftly like ripping off a bandaid before losing his nerve
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