#22: The Perfect Boyfriend will...
Be patient when you take forever to get ready
The doorbell rang two times, and Alex's mother opened the door. "Oh, hello Nate!"
Nate smiled politely at Alex's mother. "How are you, Ms. Russo?"
"Oh, I've been fine. I trust you're here to pick up Alex and not just stand out there talking to me?"
"Uhm, yes, I am. To pick up Alex, that is. We have a date at six at a restaurant, but we agreed for me to pick her up at five." Nate was dressed up all fancy, holding thirteen crimson roses.
"Alex honey?" Theresa shouted up the stairs. "Nate is here, are you ready?"
"Uh NO! Don't let him come up! Give me five more minutes!" Alex sounded like she was having a panic attack.
"Why don't you come in, Nate?"
Nate placed the roses near his shoes, and stepped in. Watching Nate entertain Max for fifteen minutes, Theresa began to worry about her daughter upstairs. She excused herself and marched upstairs to find Alex fussing over her hair in the bathroom.
"Oh sweety, what's the problem?" Theresa said, stepping into the bathroom with Alex.
"I can't find the straightener!" Alex wailed, sounding extremely frustrated.
"Oh sweety, you look just beautiful with your curly hair. Just get dressed!"
Giving up, Alex took another fifteen minutes to change into a beautiful fire engine red dress.
Finally, Alex walked gracefully down the stairs, while blushing at Nate who was patiently waiting, sitting on the staircase.
"Sorry I took so long." She apologized, realizing that they were thirty minutes into their date.
"It was worth the wait," he smiled, looking at her up and down. "You look gorgeous."