Closed Starter for @willowswriting
Elio had sent the text to Wren a few minutes ago, giving her the address of his small apartment. He'd spent a good few hours getting everything ready for her. He'd cleaned his apartment, aided by his eldest sister coming in to inspect because she had crazy standards. Then a shower and multiple outfits changes. Then he could focus on the thing he actually liked: cooking. Despite it being his job, Elio found a serenity in making food. Peace and clarity coming to him easily in the kitchen. Wren was the first girl he'd been interested in dating in a long while, he didn't want to mess this up. The enchiladas had a few more minutes left to cook, when he heard the knock on the door. "Coming!" He yelled back, wiping his hands on his old, stained apron and opening the door. "Hey, Wren. Come on in. You're just in time, the enchiladas are almost done."