That night, Angela got dolled up for Jameson to take her on her first date. Jameson, for his part, pulled out all the stops. At 7 PM on the dot, Jameson knocked on the door to her apartment. Not the one that split their places but the door outside as though it were the front door. Even though they shared the same address, Jameson was determined to do everything right.
Angela was dazed by how handsome Jameson looked when she opened the door. He had taken the time to tame his long unruly hair into a half-up style and was carrying a bouquet of roses. Jameson was out of his usual suit and dressed like the day they signed her employment contract in her parent's kitchen. He was wearing that cologne again, the one she couldn't identify but had grown to love.
Jameson was speechless over how beau
