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Asking out

Author: Reedah
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-06 18:11:34

Aiden Pov:

I hadn’t made it more than five steps out of Nova’s house before I felt like I needed to breathe into a damn paper bag.

Meeting parents—especially unplanned—was a whole other beast. Her mom was sweet, warm even, but had that quiet intensity that made it clear she’d remember every word I said and replay it in her mind like a detective at a crime scene. And her dad? The man looked at me like he was trying to figure out the fastest way to break me in half if I so much as blinked wrong. Not that I’d let him, but still… talk about pressure.

Then there was Arnold—my so-called friend. He could’ve at least warned me. A text. A casual “Hey, just so you know my parents are home and will likely grill you like a rack of ribs” would’ve been nice. But nope. He hit me with a “come over and hang” like we were just going to play some video games, eat chips, and maybe sneak a glance at Nova every now and then—not walk straight into an interrogation chamber disguised as family dinner.

But her
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