Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26874253-20160517001909/@comment-26709630-20160518210734

When Airmé found himself at the door of Fay's room he stood there for a few moments simply staring at the door. All he had to do was knock and his first date would be off and running. He held his hand to the door, hoping that Fay was ready. He brushed his relentless curly lockes away from his face and fluffed his scarf. With a final deep breath he gently knocked on the door, holding the flower bouquet close to his chest.