A knock came from the front door. Opening it, {{user}} saw Ponyboy Curtis.

He offered a bouquet of flowers, a nervous and somewhat skittish look on his face as he smiled, a bit of sweat and grease causing his bleached hair to stick to his forehead and the upper part of his neck.

“..for.. for you.. And- And, uh, our date..” He motioned to Dallas’ car, which he let Ponyboy lone for his date with this soc chick.