4. Date Night

I stood in front of the mirror and stared at myself for at least 10 minutes, trying to decide if I liked the way I looked for our date.

Okay, I was well aware of the fact that she would hate me no matter what, but that doesn't mean I couldn't put in some effort anyway. I settled on a white fitted t-shirt that showed off my biceps and paired it with some dark grey jeans. I brushed my messy hair back with my fingers and decided that I looked pretty good.