Austin POV
I stand at the door of my bedroom with my mouth agape.
A red and white tuxedo? Laid out neatly on my bed? And a shoe box?
I'm pretty sure none of these were here when I left home this morning.
I take a step closer, and soon I discover a note attached to the jacket of the suit.
~
Sorry, I had to cut our time together short, but the day is still young, and I'm sure that the night will also be full of adventure.
So, enjoy myself.
YOLO.
-Love Mom :)
~
I stare at the note for some time as a smile breaks out across my face. She's a quick learner, just last week she found out what YOLO stood for and now she's using it, albeit correctly.
I glance at my phone to check the time -7pm which would give me about an hour to get ready if I do decide to go.
Truthfully, I want to go.
