First date, for youngercop
Bosco, being Bosco, insisted on picking Lisbon up at her apartment, despite her insistence that they could meet there. Wherever 'there' was, which was a detail he'd spent the last few days refusing to tell her. Standing on her front step he tugged at the knot of his tie, telling himself that there was no reason to be nervous, but feeling the butterflies in his stomach nonetheless. After giving himself a mocking lecture he touched his finger to the doorbell. He waited, flowers in hand, for her to open the door.
