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Alex sighs and runs a hand through his hair as he inspects the apartment. As usual, it's cluttered, but not messy. He's not sure why he's nervous - Stefan has been over numerous times; and Alex logically knows that this time is no different - except it is. It's not just a tutoring session, not now that he finally got over his nerves and silly fears and admitted that he had feelings other than just friendship. This was, perhaps, the start of something new. Something better. He jumps and laughs at his nervousness when the doorbell rings. "Okay, Alex. You can do this."

He sighs, and opens the door with a smile.

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