The story between me and the building opposite

Today, I'm going to go out with my little cutie. I woke up at five o'clock in the morning and couldn't fall asleep.

Turning on the light is thinking about what to wear.

If I dress too formally, will my cutie think I'm crazy?

It's too casual, will the cutie think that I don't take today's date seriously?

This one looks very warm and masculine, but it is too thick; this one looks good too, but will it be cold to wear...

I vacated the entire closet without picking out anything, and finally at 06:30, I directly dragged the sleepy friend next door to me.

"How about this one? It looks very domineering."

"Will it look too serious, what if the cutie not only doesn't like it, but also alienates me?" I asked worriedly.

"Either this one?" The friend took another gesture: "This one is not bad, this one looks simple, elegant and tasteful."

"I've always been afraid of your taste." I can still imagine those nightmares, but luckily I let them out: "But wouldn't this be too simple?"

After choosing several sets in a row, the friend who finally chose to give up fell directly on the bed: "No, if you continue like this, when will you choose?"

"If you ask me, if you don't wear anything, the other party will be very surprised."

"Then the other party will think it's a pervert." I didn't want to reply directly to the other party, but the other party's words made me fantasize again.

If the little cutie was wearing nothing, I would not only be pleasantly surprised, but also very happy.

The friend looked around and said with a sneer, "You are perverted enough."