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asher orion royce (_asher) wrote,

In fact, he was sure that he wouldn't. The entire rehearsed speech went right out of his mind the minute she answered the door. It might have been the fact that her dog distracted him with the loud yipping. Or it might have been that one armed hug after she collected said dog and leaned in towards him. He had gotten used to the other hugs. The all encompassing, full bodied hugs like he'd received at Glee karaoke after singing 'She's Having My Baby' to her. And for the first time that night, he was wondering if this had been a really bad idea, if he should have just let her go back to New York without playing the 'date' card. "Hi." Smooth talker. Taking a deep breath as she moved back, he swallowed slightly, unable to think of what to say. The smile that had been on his face had drifted away slightly and serious Asher seemed to take hold as his brows furrowed in thought. Great. Just great. She obviously doesn't want to do this. The wheels in his head started spinning and while he hadn't meant for it to happen, he was mentally reprimanding himself for even being here. Or, well, he was until she noticed the flower.

Clearing his throat in true Royce fashion, he let out an almost obviously nervous laugh and lifted his arm. "It is, yes." Of course, it is. Who else would it be for? Your dog?! He forced that smile back onto his face with much less ease as before and took a step back, moving out of the way so she could start towards his car. "You look nice." Brilliant. Just .. brilliant.