[Okay, so it hadn't been a date-date. But even though that had been the way that both of them had wanted it, Emil still couldn't help but feel that he hadn't been the best of company even in a purely platonic sense; given that he has a guilt complex the size of a small continent, that translated into him being convinced that he'd somehow ruined the entire thing.
Fortunately, if there's one thing that he's good at, it's apologizing. Combined with his other talent for cooking, the end result is him carrying a basket of something that smells very delicious over to the house and then... hesitating for a long moment before he knocks on the door. A very long moment. Come on, Emil, it's not that hard.
By the time he finally manages to tap on the door, he probably looks like he's on the run from something huge that wants to eat him.]
[Action] (backdated to shortly after that disaster of a blind date)
Fortunately, if there's one thing that he's good at, it's apologizing. Combined with his other talent for cooking, the end result is him carrying a basket of something that smells very delicious over to the house and then... hesitating for a long moment before he knocks on the door. A very long moment. Come on, Emil, it's not that hard.
By the time he finally manages to tap on the door, he probably looks like he's on the run from something huge that wants to eat him.]