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In Which He Leaves For Infinitea
It was finally time. When he woke up he was happy. He was excited. He was nervous. He was anxious. He was going to meet her. As he got up, he practically ran to get ready and made sure to dodge the pillows that were being thrown his way. So maybe he did run and rather loudly too. But could you blame him? He was excited.
He ran into the bathroom to make his face presentable. He had the hardest time wondering if he should shave or keep his stubble. It took him a bit of deciding before he decided to keep his stubble, just in case he cut himself while shaving. Once the easy part was over, he decided to try and figure out what to do with his hair.
He tried to comb it to a different part. He tried blow drying it to make it stand up. He tried for a messy look. He tried so many different hairstyles that he was pretty sure that his hair was going to fall out. In the end he ran his fingers through his hair and settled with the results.
One last thing before leaving, his outfit. He kind of wished that he picked it out the day before but planning ahead what not exactly his forte and he was studying to be an engineer. He tried on as many outfits that ranged from casual to dressy and constantly questioned if he was overdressing. Then he remembered that he wanted to make an impression on Liv, a good one at least.
Finally, after two hours from when he woke up,it was finally time for him to meet Liv. He, happily, headed off to Infinitea.
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