Hazel did his best to act confident as he walked into the coffee shop, he had never had much dating experience well if he thought about it he had none. His friends who had convinced him to go onto this date and had even gotten him the date had given him some advice luckily enough. Most of it was good advice even if he wasn’t sure how well he would be able to act on it. Make a good first impression, act interested but not too interested, make the first move, wait three days to call her, rub her clit with your thumb when you get intimate.
Some advice was worth more than others, some confused him, some he decided to ignore and some left his face flushed whenever he thought about it. His hands left his pockets to push the door open as he went inside happy to escape the cold air. He was dressed smart but not too smart jeans and trainers in a red shirt on. He had been wearing a hoodie but the zipper was undone leaving his shirt on display. He raised one of his arms as he stopped walking making sure that he wasn’t in the way of anyone before he ran his hands through his hair trying to fix his unkempt dark hair but it fought him.
He stood at a height of around 5’11 and his body had a slight bulkiness to it. His stomach was a little large because of how large his appetite was while his arms and shoulders were toned with strong muscles. He had a punching bag to thank for that growing up his dad had gotten him into the exercise, it had even helped the two of them bond.
