I press the end call button before my dad can give me the make sure he wraps it with care lecture. It was bad enough the first time around.

Anyway, I have work to do. Considering this could potentially be the Consultation, I’ll be damned if I don’t look good.

Saturday, June 2

MeetCuteDiary posted:

There’s nothing like having plans for the weekend and having someone special to share them with. ;)

Uncharming replied: OMG, Noah, I’m so happy for you both!

Bubblebath replied: Noah!!! This is so cute!!!

Gen54life replied: This blog is MAGIC. You’re basically Cupid!

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The party starts at seven even though it’s not really dark yet. I leave a teasing post for my followers to add a little warm-up for the pictures I’ll post after the bonfire. Basically, I want to drive home that I really am the King of Love and let the troll quake in their boots as they watch me transcend the internet to become a love god. And it’s nice seeing all the positive comments, letting them ease me into my big date.

While I wait for Drew to pick me up, I text Becca the link to Drew’s blog even though she texted me earlier to let me know she’d be out of contact while she studies for a big exam. Then I sit down on the couch and scroll through it myself to get a feel for Drew’s personality. He doesn’t really make original posts, mostly just reblogging fandom stuff. I skip over all the Star Wars and DC discourse since I’ve never really been into either. It’s nice that we have different fandoms. It means we can share them with each other and find new passions.

I stop on the Diary post Drew reblogged detailing our relationship. He added a comment about how important we are to each other, which seems a little strong considering we just started fake-going-out, but the replies are all really supportive, so it’s probably fine.

Anyway, Drew shows up a few minutes later and texts me to come outside.

“You could’ve come up,” I say when I greet him on the street. His hair has that windswept kind of messy look and his clothes look carefully chosen even in the awkward yellow lighting near the street.

He grins. “Seems a little early to meet the brother, don’t you think?”

His friend lives pretty far out of the city. I can’t make out much as the lights of the city disappear behind us, but there’s a thin, dark outline of mountains in the distance and the stars are already starting to twinkle to life.