Disclaimer: Dow'ning CM and several of the character's starring in this story, from which I make no money. But I do own several pairs of jeans.
Author's note: Ladies and gentlemen (if any?) I give to you: The art of dressing before a date!
White shirt? No.
…
Light blue shirt? Seriously!
Did he own anything besides white and light blue shirts? T-shirts. No – he was absolutely not going to wear a T-shirt.
He sighed. Why hadn't he gone through his closet yesterday so he could've gotten something. Except – what on the earth was he to get. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes before he faced it again – the closet of black and white.
He was pretty sure you didn't wear these kinds of clothes on a date. What he wore when he was out with Haley was long forgotten – he hadn't really thought about clothes back then. He sat down on the bed and sighed. He really had to stop sighing all the time – people might start noticing.
"Need assistance?" Hotch faced the open door with the perfect poker-face in place. Jessica looked back at him with a small smile.
"I haven't been on a first date since I took Haley to the drive-in."
Jessica nodded. "She told me about that."
"I wore a T-shirt and a new pair of jeans. I don't expect that's acceptable attire for a man of my age."
"It isn't. But if you go shower and get ready I'll look at what you have and find something that's acceptable. That way we'll keep you from messing up before the date has even begun."
Hotch opened his mouth to argue but the truth was inevitable. And he still had to shower.
When he returned clean and freshly shaven he found a dark shirt he didn't knew he had and a pair of fairly new jeans.
"Can you wear jeans at a date? When you're this old?"
Jessica smiled. "You never wear jeans! This way you show her that you're relaxed in her company. Besides it makes you look younger."
He scowled at her.
Skirt? No.
Dress? She wore that every day.
Shorts? Too youthful.
Jeans? Hmm...
"Can you wear jeans at a date?" Annie looked at her sister.
"You never wear jeans! Do you even own any?"
"Of course I do!"
"Other than worn out jeans you wear when you're sloppy or doing handywork?"
"Oh... Right... Then no." Annie looked at her closet and felt the urge to scream. "Help?" She looked at Charlotte with puppy eyes. The latter sighed.
"I can't say no to eyes like those can I? Either way – I was just waiting for you to realize you can't do this on your own."
Charlotte started flipping through the big closet. "What about this one?" She held out a short blue skirt.
Annie shook her head. "Too short."
Charlotte frowned. "Short is good."
"Not necessarily on a first date."
She went back to looking at the clothes.
"Ooh – I like this one." She held up a bright yellow dress.
"He saw that one already."
"He did?" Annie gave her a small nod. "When?"
"It was laundry day and I didn't have anything else to wear for work." But when Hotch had turned up with Jack she had been quite happy with her choice of wardrobe for the day.
"Then what about something like this?"
"I don't want to look cheap on the first date!" Charlotte looked confused on the shorts she had found.
"It's shorts? How do they make you look cheap?"
"They're short! And short isn't.."
"And short isn't necessarily good on a first date – yeah, I got that the first time." She dumped the shorts on the floor. "Oh my God! I found it! This is perfect!"
Annie felt hope swell in her chest but was terribly disappointed when she saw what her sister had actually found.
"I bought that as a joke! You know that! You were there!" She blushed when she remembered that horrible day where her sister had forced her into a sex shop and wouldn't let her leave until she bought something. The short strapless red dress had been one of the more decent options.
Charlotte grinned at her. "I swear – if you wear this there sure is going to be a second date OR you'll, " she winked. "Get lucky."
"God Charlotte! If you're going to be like this, I'll figure something out myself!" Annie rose and walked to stand beside her sister her eyes fixed on the big piece of furniture.
"What I really need is something like the yellow dress."
"What you really need is something two people do together. Preferably lying down."
Annie scowled at Charlotte who seemed to look at the closet. "Or something like this!"
Annie faced the closet again. "Oh – yes! That's perfect!"
Next on The Game: The Pick-up
I'm absolutely terrified. I never go on dates – what do these people do?
