Abi had spent the day doing her usual routine: running laps to get herself to wake up, volunteer to clean at the bakery and got some tips from Sookie about baking for Clint. Armed with her recipe, Abi hunted for the ingredients in New York before coming back to her little apartment and baking up a storm.
With just an hour to get ready, she'd showered and dressed, leaving her hair to dry naturally wavy. Now, knocking on Clint's door with brownies and ice cream in hand, she smoothed down her shirt and waited. Okay so she was nervous. He was cute and everything and maybe he was still fit but it didn't mean that this was a date. She'd play it by ear.