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If you need a man || Nina and Stefan

Glancing at the clock, Stefan cursed, having not realized how late it really was. He still had things to get to later, but wanted to devote a good chunk of time to the date, in case it went in directions he didn’t prepare for. Or you know, just sex. He always had to leave time for sex, just in case it happened. He was a bit shallow that way, but to him that was the most fun two people could have with each other. Stefan checked his hair in the mirror and stepped back out of his bedroom, rubbing the back of his neck as he walked toward the door. He checked to see if his phone was in his pocket before he grabbed his keys and wallet, stuffing the wallet into his pocket.

Locking up after himself, he thought about where he should take Nina for lunch. He could give her the option of what she wanted but was that bad form? Wasn’t the guy- no, that was some sort of old fashioned sexism- wasn’t the person who asked the other person on the date supposed to know where they were going? He puffed out a breath of air as he drove over to pick up Nina in his car, hurrying as best he could to her place and parking, paying the meter even though he figured it’d be a couple minutes or so from knocking to going back out to the car. He went up to her door and knocked.