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[Stiles spends the entire day counting down the hours until this date. He's almost just as nervous as he is excited. He's never been on a date before. Not a real one, anyway, and this date is with a really pretty girl that he actually likes quite a lot. The fact that they were talking about having sex right before he asked her on this date only makes this even more terrifying. He has a feeling it's not going to take long before it becomes really obvious to Erica that he has zero experience with all of this. He just hopes she won't mind too much when she figures it out and that he'll actually have a shot at a second date. He really doesn't want to blow this.

He stands outside Erica's front door, taking a couple of deep breaths before finally working up the courage to knock. He brought her some flowers and he holds them in front of him as he waits for her to come to the door. He really hopes she the one who answers the door, but if not, he can at least try to make a good impression on her parents.]

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[Erica's parents are out of town. Last minute family thing that they didn't want to "Disrupt her school." so she's been on her own for a few nights. When she hears the door, she answers it, a touch amused by the flowers that greet her first.]

You know, seeing flowers first is nice, but you didn't have to do that. C'mon in. [She gestures for him to get inside, and she'll take the flowers, not even sure what to do with them. It's not like that happens all the time for her.]

[He lets out the breath he feels like he's been holding ever since he got here and gives Erica a grin as he goes inside, shutting the door behind him before handing her the flowers.]

I wanted to. I mean, it's our first date together and you deserve flowers.

[She definitely doesn't see it the same way as he does, her fingers shifting on the floral arrangement as she moves to just go put them somewhere.]

Thanks. [It's genuine, even if it still sounds a bit confused.] We should go. [Because, she doesn't really feel like hanging out at her house any longer than she needs to. It's why she spends most of her free time at the warehouse.]

You're welcome. [He doesn't understand why she sounds confused. It's hard to imagine she's never been given flowers before.]

Okay, yeah, let's go. [He opens the door, giving her a nervous smile. It's still kind of hard to believe he's about to go on an actual date.]

[Flowers are meant for hospital rooms and tall vases when she got out of something alive. They aren't for the beginnings of dates.

Either way, she's following him out of her house and toward the Jeep.]

Have you done this a lot?