France finished drying himself off from the shower. His hair was nicely combed, just a little messy at the tips. He put on a small amount of cologne on his neck, releasing a masculine, yet somewhat sweet scent. France was wearing a
casual, brownish, droopy shirt, and nice dress pants. He didn't bother with shoes because hey, it's his room. There was a nice table set with dinner, complete with candles, and romantic French music.
Now all he had to do was wait.