skinnychemist

He was nervous.  He'd rode his bike home at a faster speed than normal.  His legs burned with the pedaling.  He really did have to take a shower when he got home.  Even in the chill, he'd been sweating he was going so fast.  He didn't know what he was going to wear.  He wasn't going to wear what he wore to work, that was way too stuffy.  He had jeans and t-shirts, but that was too relaxed and he wanted to look good. 

When he stepped out of the shower he dried off and took a good look at his closet.  He finally decided to go with black slacks and a button down shirt.  It wasn't work, but it wasn't jeans either.  He looked in the mirror one last time.  He though he looked pretty decent.  All he had to do now was wait and hope he wasn't going to get stood up.  It was the first date in a really, really long time for him.