Dec 10, 2009 14:09
I've only just sat down at a table in The Winchester to wait for my blind date, and already I'm regretting agreeing to this. It isn't like I couldn't say no, but the way the idea was presented to me made it seem like my date had already agreed, and I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings. I simply decided to come tonight, have a pleasant time with whoever it turned out to be, and let the woman know in no uncertain terms that I have feelings for someone else and while I'm sure she's great I'm not looking for a relationship. I might feel a little more secure if I could assure her I'm already in a relationship, but I'm not even entirely sure if I am. I'm not sure what it is we have, but I know I don't want to date anyone else.
Speaking of dating, I know Nix is on his blind date tonight as well. I am not sure how I feel about that. It's true he only agreed to participate once he knew I had been roped into it, but apparently I have a somewhat wide jealous streak I'm only recently discovering. It's silly, I know, so I try to keep it under wraps. I did, however, deliberately refrain from asking him particulars about his date, such as where it will be and how he and his date will identify each other.
I was instructed to wear dark green, so I've fulfilled that request with a turtlenecked cable knit sweater, my field jacket hanging on the chair behind me. My date is supposed to be wearing blue and carrying a sprig of holly, so I sit and sip on water, glancing at the door whenever someone walks in. I'm early, so I may have a few minutes' wait depending on how punctual she is and how far she has to go through the snow to get here.
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