Once Cyrus got home he went directly to his sister "Can I borrow your car for later tonight? I promise I'll bring it back in perfect condition" he practically begged her before she had even said a word "Listen 'mano, I get your desperate for a date, but begging like this isn't a good look on you" she laughed, and he pouted more "ugh, I miss it when you would sit quietly in a corner reading a book instead of pestering me over your stupid crush… take the truck." she conceded.
His face lit up "Thank you so much! I promise I'll pay for gas money!" he exclaimed. She shook her head mockingly and went back to her magazine. Cyrus headed over to his room to get ready. He had a bit of time, so he tried to go all out. Once he finished getting ready is was about 6:45. He looked in the mirror and smiled at his choice in dress. He didn't overdress of course, he simply wore a nice looking grey wool sweater, a pair of creme slacks along with a dark brown overcoat, buttons open, he wore his nicest shoes, which sadly, weren't dress shoes, but a pair of white vans. He was also wearing pomegranate scented perfume. A nice, fancy smell.
He left his room and his sister called out immediately "The keys are on the table" He smiled, a silent thank you, and he headed to the cluttered table, picking up the keys.
Once he got to Maren's place, he got off and knocked on the door, softly. This felt like prom night, and yet, he felt so good about it. He was excited.