Mindy circled her apartment, clothes, and other items practically flying around her like a tornado. It was her first official date with Tom, and she wasn't sure what to wear. Tom never mentioned what they were going to do, which basically annoyed Mindy. What was she going to wear? Usually Mindy isn't a mess for guys, but ever since she met Tom, she found a new passion for taking care of what she looked like.Lying in a loose, comfortable dress, Mindy looked down at herself. in the mirror.
She looked casual, but when she turned, she unfolded to her waist. Smiling to herself, she Mindy added some makeup and lipstick, taking care to make it look even. When she finally finished, she had five minutes until he was there. Mindy grabbed her cell phone and her wallet, slipping them into her inner pockets and grabbed some high heels.
She mindy was like a walking pipe bomb when she wore heels, but with her being naturally short of hers, she couldn't risk not wearing them. Sighing to herself, she tied her long hair into a bun, letting it rise casually, some strands falling down the sides of her face. Checking her reflection again, she Mindy waited for Tom. It didn't take long, but when she saw him, she automatically felt overdressed. Tom looked her up and down, raising an eyebrow. "I'm overdressed, right?"
Tom smirked. "A little," Mindy let Tom in and made him sit on the couch. She was wearing navy blue jeans and a purple T-shirt, which made her eyes pop even more. Mindy too smiled weakly, noting his strong jaw and his dirty curly blonde hair. Tom returned her smile, seeming to study her as well.
"I'm going to change into jeans," Mindy announced, breaking the silence. Tom nodded and Mindy ran off, grabbing light blue jeans and an old Eminem T-shirt. Her shirt was too big, so she decided to use the ponytail from her bun to hook it on her stomach.
Tom -
She returned to the living room, in light blue jeans showing her curves and an old rock shirt hanging a little baggy from her shoulders. Her slack was forgotten when she reached out to elongate her bun, revealing her flat stomach.
Tom's heart raced and she mentally shook. It was a first date, she shouldn't feel that way. Mindy tied his shirt to his stomach with the tie she had worn for her hair, making it easier to look at her stomach. Tom visibly trembled as he looked into Mindy's eyes, which were studying his. "Ready?" Tom swallowed and stood up. Mind nodded, taking her offered hand from hers. "Where are we going?" Tom could barely hear her. He began to worry about hanging her, comfortably in hers. Was he sweaty? When did she last wash it? Mindy repeated her question, squeezing her hand lightly. Tom smirked. “That's so I know and you find out.” Together, they left their apartment building and onto the busy streets of Seattle.