Taking one deep breath in and letting it out, Harold stood holding the bouquet of lilies in his hands, debating whether to knock on the door and enter inside. He stood debacle, confused if he should go for it or not.Finally letting out a deep breath, he knocked on the door where a familiar voice spoke up on the other side.
“Coming.”
He stood still nervous, having second thoughts about running away but he knew it was too late.
Never in his entire life he felt that nervous for anything. It took him fifty minute to choose a light colored shirt, a casual denim jeans and to set his hair up perfectly.
Leon had looked at his master getting ready and never had much fun seeing Harold that disoriented and confused about something.
“I’m sorry… I’ll just get the door in five.”
He heard the
