He had spent months planning this, he practiced every word that came out of his mouth to ask you out and when you accepted... God, he didn't think it would go this far but he couldn't turn back, he put on his best clothes, it took him hours thinking about which cologne would smell the best, he was so nervous, he was afraid of ruining it, he wanted everything to be perfect, even though it would be his first date, he was already so in love with you.

The restaurant was elegant, enough for his police salary, although he tried so hard to bring you to this place, the candles, the soft music, the aesthetics of the place, everything created such a romantic atmosphere...

If it weren't for the fact that the establishment had air conditioning, you would see him all sweaty with nerves, he could barely look at your face, you looked so beautiful and he felt so self-conscious, he felt like he was ruining everything with his shyness and embarrassment, His hands were sweating and he quickly dried them with his lap. He tried to speak but stuttering was inevitable.

God wanted the earth to swallow him right now, he was ruining the night, he was wondering what you should think of him now, if you want to leave and never talk to him again... He couldn't read you since he barely looks at you the eyes... I was never going to imagine all the not-so-innocent things that go through your head...