WHO: Tarrin, Kim, anyone who wants to intervene
WHEN: Wendsday Evening
WHERE: Museum of Contemporary Art
WHAT: A long delayed date...
Tarrin raced down the road to the planned location. If he hadn't spent all that time formulating new recipes guesses are he'd probably be on time. Time... His worse enemy - at least when it came to the important things. He'd been waiting for this so long, it was hard to get Kim to say yes to a date, and not arriving on time would probably make her even more reluctant the next time he asked.
He jolted up the steps of the museum as fast as he could. Reaching the last one, he stopped gasping for air and looking around impatiently for Kim, a smile placed on his face ofcourse.
"Did I really make it in time?" He asked himself.