[Lister Derwitt-Reynolds]

There's much which helps to gain any understanding why LDR decided to agree to the date his sister set up. She argued that he needed to get out of his comfort zone, not quite as nicely as that as she employed a lot more name calling and teasing. So after a grueling hour or so getting ready, before she agreed that a nice red jumper and black jeans would be fine, LDR was standing outside of the movie theater waiting. As people passed he felt their eyes scrutinise every aspect of his outfit, making him question it once again. Is my hair okay? Do girl's care about hair? Fuck. They probably do. FUCK FUCK FUCK. In an attempt to take his mind off of these thoughts LDR flicked open his phone.

There was a recent message from his sister sending goodluck. He scrolled through the archive of messages until he found the one with a picture of the girl he was meant to be meeting. She was pretty and LDR was by no means unattracted to her but...he just wasn't sure. Maybe after they talked it would be fine, although LDR doubted that.

It was 5:50. She was late, a good 15 minutes late, so LDR began freaking out ever so slightly before he relaxed. If she didn't come then what was their to worry about? He'd give her a few more minutes and then leave.