Okay, everything was finally set up. Zim had called off of work. He knew Morty would be home from school any minute now.
Okay, yes, this was good. Everything was going great so far.
Why was he feeling so NERVOUS? It was just asking someone to a stupid school dance. And this someone was Zim’s partner. He shouldn’t be having all these fluttery insects flying around in his spooch right now.
.... Maybe it was cause he was in this silly get-up?
Zim went to look down at himself. He was wearing a nice, magenta button-up shirt and black dress pants and shoes.... That wasn’t really that silly.
The Irken let out a nervous sigh then, looking around Morty’s room for another moment, and patting his legs before eventually reaching over to grab the large bouquet of roses he had gotten for him, and once again just playing with some of the leaves.
Holy Irk was this causing some major anxiety... He just really hoped Morty said yes in the end.