I approached the door and opened it.
"Aki? Weren't you having dinner out?"
"I never said that," she answered. "May I come in?"
"Sure," I stuttered. "Sorry for the mess, you didn't tell me you were coming."
"Because I wanted to see the real you. This is nothing compared to my apartment."
"True."
She slapped my shoulder. "Don't get too cocky. I might find your secret stash."
"I don't have one."
"Sure. I'll believe you."
I shook my head with a smile. "Do you have plans for tonight?"
"I do, act
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