"Hurry, hurry!" Cid told himself. He was going to be late, again. He was always rushing somewhere. He had very poor time management skills. "This isn't good, she's probably waiting on me by now!" Cid said, and pulled up to a beautiful French styled mansion.
Cid bolted out of his car door. "I have to hurry!" Cid said.A valet walked over to him. "Valet? Sweet!" Cid said, and hastily handed the keys to the valet, and dashed up the stairs.
There she was in a beautiful blue dress, right in front of him. She didn't notice him yet. He turned around, and pumped his arm, "Score!" he yelled. He turned back around, she noticed him now. He waved to her, then walked to the entrance where she stood.
"Hey! Sorry I'm late, I came as fast as I could. You haven't been waiting long have you?" Cid asked his lovely date.
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