“All right, what are you wearing?”“A tuxedo,” he answered pointing to the other hanger in his hand. When Jim had told him that it was formal, ...he had enough sense to ask what that meant. After the evening spent there, he wasn’t surprised to learn that it meant formal dress for women and tuxedoes for men.His answer was totally unexpected. She asked, “You are wearing a tuxedo to have dinner at a neighbor’s house?”“Yes.”She decided that he was going to surprise her and take her somewhere else.. And the chat went off till 4 am. We discussed on a no. Of introductory topics and that one chat brought us somewhat close. I too was a bit attracted towards her by then. Our chats continue and day by day we became very close friends just like her brother and me.We discussed about gfs and bfs and all that stuff. Then one day we were chatting casually she texted meShe: ek bt puchun?Me; permission ki zarurat hai kya aapko pucho jo b puchna hShe: promise me it won’t affect our friendshipMe: haan. I have a dark brown hair it short and really thick. I have hazel eyes. And a slight tan. I'm 6'2 and pretty buff typical for a farmer my dad died when I was young so I did most of the work around my place. After looking myself over I decided to get dressed. I grabbed some jeans and a brown plaid shirt. That buttoned up I got dressed and put on my belt with the gold buckle. I place my cowboy hat upside down beside the couch and sat down waiting. All of the sudden I hear a knocking at the door I. He adjusted the sword on his back before turning a corner heading for the edge of town.The sword was his most prized possession. It was a simple wooden bokken, well on the outside anyway, but it meant a lot to him. He was just glad Paul wasn't around to see him now, he wouldn't even have brought it if he didn't think he may need it tonight. It had taken a long time practicing behind his brothers back, and talking to various people in the town's law department just so he could carry the thing.