Nicol and Max had agreed that she would spend the night at his cabin. She was really looking forward to it. She put on a white blouse, blue jeans, a pearl necklace, let her wavy hair fall freely, applied her makeup, and spritzed on her favorite perfume. She kept glancing at the clock, unable to wait until she saw Max.
Meanwhile, Max texted her: "I'm here."
Nicol stepped out of her apartment building, grabbed the backpack with the things she had packed, and headed toward his car. At first, she got into the wrong car by mistake, but she soon realized it, saw Max, and got into his vehicle.
"You wouldn't recognize this—it's my car," Max said with a smile.
"Well, almost all of them look like yours," Nicol replied with a grin.
They put on some music, sang along, and chatted, excited for the night they would spend together.
"Shall we go get some food?" Max suggested.
"Sure," Nicol agreed. They got out of the car, went to the store, picked up a few snacks, and headed back. Max nearly started the car when he suddenly remembered, "Wait, I forgot something. Stay here in the car."
"Okay," Nicol said with a smile, settling comfortably in the seat.
Max returned, they got in, and drove off toward his cabin, filled with anticipation for the night ahead.