The Doubts
Dane stood in front of the mirror, fully dressed in his matching suit and tie, his brown hair waxed and neatly styled, and his excitement and anxiety piling up. He was going to do it. He was finally going to do it. He turned around as soon as he heard the bedroom door open, and a grin flashed across his face as Louie walked in. “Who in the world is this dashing young man?” Dane dramatically exclaimed, putting his hand in front of his mouth and gasping as he looked at him from head to toe. Louie's cheeks immediately reddened as he bashfully fidgeted with his sleeve. “Aren’t we too dressed up for a small event?” he asked. “Trust me, we aren’t,” Dane assured him with a smile. He placed his hands on Louie's shoulders and held him at an arm's length as he looked at him with a frown. “What
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