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I fiddled with my shirt for what must have been the hundredth time, moving around the apartment to make sure everything was exactly as it should be. I checked that the forks and knives were perfectly aligned and that the candles hadn’t gone out. I just needed something to do while I waited. I had never been this nervous for a first date, maybe not since my actual first date.
A sound broke the silence, alerting me to Calliope’s arrival. I hurried to the entrance of my apartment and waited by the elevator, once again adjusting my collar, hoping I looked impeccable for her. But all those worries vanished the moment the elevator doors dinged open and I lost the ability to form a single coherent thought. There she stood in a tight red dress, dark heels to match, her brown hair styled
