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You've waited all week, you crush is finally coming over after weeks of being friends and waiting for the ♥♥♥♥♥ to die or move to Scandinavia. It's so exciting, but your nerves suddenly become unsettled- showtime in 5 minutes.
3 minutes. He is walking to your door; you start to sweat profusely. Run to the bathroom, deodorant isn't working! Throw your dress off, switch tops and - knock, knock...
You yell "just give me a minute" in your cutest voice. You check your hair in the mirror, it's good, sweat - taking care of. OK, it's time to open the door and make a good impression. You open the door with a smile, you get "heyyy" you forgot to wear pants. You had a dress and changed into a shirt, how could you forget you damn pants?!
So what do you do? Rock out? Or run for cover?