As the door shut, Justin's mind was already racing. Thoughts tore through his head, well not thoughts more like incoherent fragments of thought. With a maelstrom of incoherency tearing around his head he walked into his apartment. Sitting down, Justin began to proccess the entire conversation he had just had. Thinking to himself, 'Okay first establish the order of events. Let's see, bumped into each other, brought her coffee, apologized, and then set up a date fo Saturday at 10:30. Wait! A date? How did that happen? Wh-whatever I'm not going to complain.' With his thoughts and recent events organized Justin strecthed out on his bed and just let the day replay through his head, until he fell asleep.

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Saturday morning Justin rolled out of bed and onto his feet. For some reason he couldn't place he was relatively excited for the events of the day. Then it returned to him the thing that had been dominating his thoughts since it first was arranged, the date. The excited energy immediately turned into a wave of nerves as he got ready for class. Dressed in a pair of black jeans, plain red shirt, and his beat up black converses Justin headed out of his apartment making sure to grab his laptop bag and his jacket before exiting. Justin just hoped that his nervousness would resolve itself during his two hour lecture. 

After class Justin hurried off towards the coffee shop. His bag flopping aginst his thigh, threatening to throw off the jacket he had draped over the bag. Slowing as he got closer to the shop, he looked at his phone checking the time. It was 10:38, he was eight minutes late. Making his way into the store he looked about for Anna. Spotting her sitting at a table looking about, he approached the table slowly. Pulling his seat out he place his bag on the back and sat down. 
"I'm sorry for being late," Justin said apologeticly while looking down at the table. Then glancing up he asked, "Have you ordered yet?"