He's lucky to have the time to reel himself in, and once he's gotten one of his nicer button-ups and pants chosen out, tying his hair back into a tidier bun than he's started to worry about, he sees himself out of his home.
The walk across town is both a blessing and a curse, allowing him to work out his jitters - but, in all his excitement, he manages to show up early. Alas, there goes all that progress. He's back to trying not to buzz at the table, having picked out one in a cozy booth with a decent view of the door, only able to distract himself so much with complimentary bread.
As soon as Martin's through the door, his arrival doesn't escape his notice, and he goes to stand--- a bit too hurriedly--- and smacks his knee right into the table, fussing over the light sting as he awkwardly shuffles himself out. So much for making himself look a bit more put-together for all this, that thoroughly ruins that image.
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He's lucky to have the time to reel himself in, and once he's gotten one of his nicer button-ups and pants chosen out, tying his hair back into a tidier bun than he's started to worry about, he sees himself out of his home.
The walk across town is both a blessing and a curse, allowing him to work out his jitters - but, in all his excitement, he manages to show up early. Alas, there goes all that progress. He's back to trying not to buzz at the table, having picked out one in a cozy booth with a decent view of the door, only able to distract himself so much with complimentary bread.
As soon as Martin's through the door, his arrival doesn't escape his notice, and he goes to stand--- a bit too hurriedly--- and smacks his knee right into the table, fussing over the light sting as he awkwardly shuffles himself out. So much for making himself look a bit more put-together for all this, that thoroughly ruins that image.