Room 201, Friday Evening

[wannabe_pan]

"I'm not nervous. I'm not nervous. Nope. Not nervous at all," Andrew repeated for the twentieth time as he stopped to check himself out in the mirror for the fiftieth time. "I look good." He straightened his tie.

"I'm not nervous."

He was so nervous.

[ooc: for Tony!]

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[wantstodirect]

Tony had the boutonniere from the flower shop in his hand and wore a suit with a blue silk tie. He knocked on the door.

[wannabe_pan]

Andrew walked up to the door and reached for the handle, pausing to take a deep breath.

He opened the door and couldn't help his huge smile. "Hey there, Tony," he said.

[wantstodirect]

"Hey," Tony grinned. "You look good. Uh, this is for you." He handed Andrew the boutonniere.

[wannabe_pan]

"You got me a boutonniere!" Andrew was surprised. "I didn't get you one." He bit his lip. "I should have gotten you one."