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Sherry was incredibly nervous as she opened the door. A date with Leon was..well. It was exactly what she had been hoping for tonight. To spend time with him. Not best friend time, even though she loved that time they spent together as well! But this was..more. This was romantic. This was love and, well, Valentines Day. She was wearing a deep red dress, cut to rest just above her knees. Dipping down to show off a little cleavage. Sherry wanted to be sexy, desirable. Throwing open the door, she smiled, whispering a breathless greeting. “Leon.” She smiled, stepping to the side, inviting him in. “You look..so handsome.” Sherry blushed, getting up on the tips of her toes to give him a soft, slow kiss.
Leon had been sporting a pair of dress pants and a burgundy colored button-up that, much like usual, was rolled up to his elbows. The chocolates he had subtly asked her about—months in advance, so it wouldn't be too suspicious. . . her favorites, were occupying his left hand whilst the roses were in his other. So when she opened the door, his eyes immediately fell upon her face. . . he wanted to tell her that she hadn't needed to do anything special for him. That clothing and makeup meant nothing, that he found her beautiful no matter what. But those big, soft blue eyes staring up at him, he couldn't find his words.
"I. . . happy Valentine's Day, Sherry." A smile was offered, stepping half inside before he stilled, leaning down enough so Sherry was able to lean up enough for their lips to meet. He kissed her as lovingly as he could manage in this particular position, nervous about dropping everything he had with him. Including the bottle of champagne that was being held to his side by his inner forearm. Pulling back after a moment, his own face feeling slightly flushed, he showed her a toothy smile just briefly, before stepping inside and heading for the kitchen, feeling the bottle slipping. . . but thankfully, managing to get it down on the counter before then. "Good news is, nothing is broken." So far.