First Date
Samantha stood in front of her closet, staring at the array of clothes with a mix of excitement and nerves. It wasn't just any outing—it was her first date. Ever. And with Jack, no less. The thought made her stomach flutter.
"What do I even wear?" she muttered to herself, running her fingers along the hangers.
She pulled out a simple floral dress and held it up. "Too casual," she decided, tossing it onto her bed. Next came a sleek black dress. She turned to the mirror, holding it against herself. "Too formal," she groaned, adding it to the growing pile.
Her phone buzzed with a message from Lena: "How's it going? Need help?"
Samantha sighed and quickly replied: "I'm drowning in clothes. What do I even wear on a first date?"
A moment later, Lena sent back: "Something that makes you feel confident! And don't overthink it—it's Jack! He already likes you for you."