Rm 409, Friday early evening
Amber was entirely ready for her date with Liir. She was wearing a cute pair of jeans, a simple blouse, and added a single strand of long beads. It was a casual date but still one in which she wanted to look half way decent. She was a little bouncy too. More than a little and she kept glancing at the clock, thinking it was just about time for him to be here.
She opened her door a crack and then just stood there. Waiting. Just like the dork she was.
[For the date!]