toby + chloe

It's a surprise.  Dress comfortably, something you don't mind getting dirty 😏

I had no idea what that meant, trying on a hundred different outfits before finally setlling on baggy jeans and a blue crop top.  This made me more nervous than making the move on Izaak a few nights ago.  A date with Toby... the thing I'd been dreaming about for what felt like ages.  I'd never thought that fantasy could be a reality, but here we are...

I went light on the makeup, trying to give off a more natural look but wanting my eyes to pop a little.  Toby seemed like he'd be into the emo-type, which is the style that seemed to be coming out as I got dressed.  He brought out a side of me that I'd buried deep for so long, and it was kind of refreshing to remember a younger version of myself.

I'm downstairs.

I nervously slipped on my converse sneakers and checked myself out in the mirror one final time before jogging downstairs.  I could see Toby through the glass before I opened the door.  He wore jeans and a T-shirt, leaning against the wall staring into the distance.  He looked perfect.

I swung the door open and he immediately snapped out of his thoughts, surprised at my attire, but trying not to let it show as we greeted each other with a hug.

"I hate that you wouldn't tell me the plan," I said teasingly.  "I had no idea what to wear."

"You look great," he assured me.  

"Are you gonna tell me now?"

"Nope," he said with a smile, leading me away.  "You'll just have to trust me."

"What's in there?" I asked, pointing to the heavy-looking black backpack on his shoulders.

"You'll find out."

"You better not be taking me to a bdsm club to torture me in front of a live audience of strangers..." Though part of me wouldn't mind him doing that...

"Any other guesses?"

I pondered it as we walked, Toby leading the way.  [[[idk i guess they should be having some conversation here]]]