Beta'd by Dawn and Ana :)
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Edward sits anxiously on the table in the treatment room, his knee bouncing. His friend, Emmett trying to be helpful, insists that he come to his girlfriend's place and get 'date ready' as he called it. Apparently, body hair in its natural untamed state is no longer socially acceptable in the dating world. Edward being more on the Neanderthal side of hair growth, knows he needs professional help if he is to bring himself up to current times. He berates himself for not googling this shit before coming here.
He flinches when he hears the altercation between the women in the office. Rose, Emmett's girl and Alice were very pleasant when he arrived. The hostile woman talking loudly is most likely the one doing his service. He cringes when he hears her bellow "HE" as if she's appalled or worse, repulsed. He scoots to the edge of the table, poised to leave and say 'fuck it' and go back into the dating world as Sasquatch. He stops when the door opens and this petite brunette enters the room brusquely.
A/N
Anyone ever met their man this way? Or an equally awkward way?