BloodWolfRising
Dame of the Moon's Darkness
Jaxon Carter
Jaxon was running late, it certainly wasn't because he had decided last minute that arriving in one of his normal work suits would scare Milo away. No, it had nothing to do with the fact that he couldn't decide what to wear on this date. He felt like he was sweating bullets. He was beyond excited about finally meeting Milo face to face, but there was a whole other pressure with that. Once Milo saw him, would he actually like him? Would he be able to keep his cool in front of this man he had sought comfort from through emails and texts? He pulled into the parking lot, looking at himself in the mirror of his Alfa Romeo Giulia. He cleared his throat, staring at himself for a moment longer before stepping out of the car. He could do this! If he had to, he could treat it like a company meeting! He smirked, "This will be easy! Nothing to fret over...I'm not super late." He muttered to himself before heading for the door of the cafe and entering.
Milido.
Jaxon was running late, it certainly wasn't because he had decided last minute that arriving in one of his normal work suits would scare Milo away. No, it had nothing to do with the fact that he couldn't decide what to wear on this date. He felt like he was sweating bullets. He was beyond excited about finally meeting Milo face to face, but there was a whole other pressure with that. Once Milo saw him, would he actually like him? Would he be able to keep his cool in front of this man he had sought comfort from through emails and texts? He pulled into the parking lot, looking at himself in the mirror of his Alfa Romeo Giulia. He cleared his throat, staring at himself for a moment longer before stepping out of the car. He could do this! If he had to, he could treat it like a company meeting! He smirked, "This will be easy! Nothing to fret over...I'm not super late." He muttered to himself before heading for the door of the cafe and entering.
Milido.