“See you tomorrow…”  Diego confirmed as Kat climbed out of the car, watching as she walked to her door, only turning away once she had passed the judgy doorman and made her way into what he could only imagine was a very posh building.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">~​</div><br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--right lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=http%3A%2F%2Fforeveryoungadult.com%2F_uploads%2Fimages2%2FStream_It_The_Perfect_Date_Noah_Centineo.jpg&amp;hash=e7ab1d5f44b69ee629dfb34189d32a42" title="Stream_It_The_Perfect_Date_Noah_Centineo.jpg">
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</div>The next day was a relatively normal one for Diego, despite the nerves he had running through him at the prospect of that evening.  Having all his classes early, as was usual, Diego was able to grab lunch with some friends in the college cafeteria in a bid to save some money, and immediately afterwards he made his way directly to the mall.  He had not gotten a call yet from the suit place, but when he decided to just stop in they informed him that his suits were indeed in, they had just not gotten around to calling yet.  Taking a few laps of the mall after picking them up, he tried to distract himself from the coming event, but eventually gave up.<br/><br/>Driving back to campus, Diego found it more distracting to walk around the grounds.  For one, there was a lot more going on than in a mall in the middle of the afternoon, and secondly, he kept wondering if he would run into Kat.   Walking around the business department, or at least where he thought the department was, he kept an eye out, but never managed to run into her.  Somehow both quickly and after taking forever it was time to start getting ready, so Diego headed back to the dorm.  Taking a hot shower and making sure all his grooming was up to snuff, he was soon dressed and ready.<br/><br/>Looking at himself in his room’s mirror, Diego had to admit he did look the part.   Throwing some things to wear in the morning as well as some toiletries into a bag, he was suddenly unsure what to do next.  Remembering Kat’s last words to him, he quickly picked up his phone and sent some texts.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">“Hey, do I pick you up?”<br/>
<br/>
“What time?  Are we supposed to be on time or fashionably late?”</span>​</div>