All day he was spent getting ready by the only two girls in the entire league. How could he get himself wrapped up like this? They complained about his loneliness, so in response, he just made a witty comment, about how he has "no time" and whatnot. He didn't expect them to go out and complete most of the things he needed to do; forcing him to sit down and get ready for a stupid blind date that they had set up. It was going to be awkward as hell. Those idiots even invited them to the league base without any knowing of their status, how infuriating.

He sat idly, nervous as all hell. Why was he so nervous? If things didn't go his way he could just dust them, but it didn't stop his nails from scratching against the surface of his skin. He waited, and waited, until the door slowly opened, and in walked the supposed blind date. Should he get up? Or continue to sit? God, he was just so nervous!