What an odd way to meet up...
WHO: Nicoleta and Dewi
WHEN: December 21st 5: 35 PM
WHERE: A nice pub
WHAT: A blind date between a 'good boy' and a seemingly 'bad girl'.
Thirty five minutes late...
Nicoleta never really went on a blind date before so it took her roughly an hour to figure out what she should wear. Often, whilst throwing her clothes around, she became very frustrated with herself and thought she was over-thinking everything. But for her first blind date with a 'good boy', she must wear something nice! Frankly she has never really interacted with such boys as they would usually be too intimidated to greet her (they liked to stare though and she never figured out why). She asserted that this was a good chance to experiment and be flexible! Besides, she has been very bad lately, so perhaps God will forgive her if she plays nice.
The woman settled for an elegant dark purple floral-laced blouse and black jeans and randomly hopped on black heels. Simple, a random bypasser might say, but to her, it is semi-formal.
Stomping down on the peddle, she raced down the streets and resisted the many temptations to gas up to 80 mph at yellow lights. After surviving through such tribulation, Nicoleta hurried inside the pub, short of breath. God, it made her guilty that she had made the good boy wait! The receptionist gave her an expectant look, "Who are you looking for, miss?"
"Uhh." She replied in a mutter, looking at her watch, expecting it to have his name on it. "His name sounds like a piece of candy..."
"Pardon?"
"I rhymes with chewy... I know it."
Puzzled, the receptionist looked through the list before inquiring, "Dewi Ainswort?"
Beaming, she snapped her fingers and chimed, "That's it! Alright now where is he? Point at him for me. I'm in a hurry."
After the receptionist hesitantly pointed at the direction, Nicoleta waited for no escort and sauntered there over to a table where a man sat alone. As she approached the table, she coughed to get his attention. There was a pause before she words slipped, "So... you're the mama's boy right?
WHEN: December 21st 5: 35 PM
WHERE: A nice pub
WHAT: A blind date between a 'good boy' and a seemingly 'bad girl'.
Thirty five minutes late...
Nicoleta never really went on a blind date before so it took her roughly an hour to figure out what she should wear. Often, whilst throwing her clothes around, she became very frustrated with herself and thought she was over-thinking everything. But for her first blind date with a 'good boy', she must wear something nice! Frankly she has never really interacted with such boys as they would usually be too intimidated to greet her (they liked to stare though and she never figured out why). She asserted that this was a good chance to experiment and be flexible! Besides, she has been very bad lately, so perhaps God will forgive her if she plays nice.
The woman settled for an elegant dark purple floral-laced blouse and black jeans and randomly hopped on black heels. Simple, a random bypasser might say, but to her, it is semi-formal.
Stomping down on the peddle, she raced down the streets and resisted the many temptations to gas up to 80 mph at yellow lights. After surviving through such tribulation, Nicoleta hurried inside the pub, short of breath. God, it made her guilty that she had made the good boy wait! The receptionist gave her an expectant look, "Who are you looking for, miss?"
"Uhh." She replied in a mutter, looking at her watch, expecting it to have his name on it. "His name sounds like a piece of candy..."
"Pardon?"
"I rhymes with chewy... I know it."
Puzzled, the receptionist looked through the list before inquiring, "Dewi Ainswort?"
Beaming, she snapped her fingers and chimed, "That's it! Alright now where is he? Point at him for me. I'm in a hurry."
After the receptionist hesitantly pointed at the direction, Nicoleta waited for no escort and sauntered there over to a table where a man sat alone. As she approached the table, she coughed to get his attention. There was a pause before she words slipped, "So... you're the mama's boy right?