The contract with my boss

Chapter 4

Needless to say, I fell asleep only in the morning? I was worried as if this was the first date in my life. Well, the fake one is the first. Although ... In ninth grade, I went on a date with a boy, not because I wanted to, but because everyone around me was dating boys. In the end, I pretended to have a stomach ache and washed out right after the cafe. And in the tenth I started dating his sister.

Here the situation is completely different. I can't just slip away, and we're not in ninth grade either.

I woke up, I decided to take a shower, hoping that it would refresh my thoughts.

I decided not to shock Bora with my usual look and T-shirts with stupid prints, so I put on dark jeans and just a dark T-shirt. Lady in Black. Moreover, the sneakers were in tone, like the hair.

While I was dressing up, I thought where we would go. Where do people go on fake dates? Although for her, it's real. Again it became somehow uncomfortable that I was deceiving Bora. Although she is irritating, but a person. But for her this is all a joke for sure, not serious. I am an ordinary toy, which is now interesting to her. Tomorrow she may already be carried away by something else.

Reminding myself that I do not need to behave in any special way, or try to please her, I decided to invite her to a banal restaurant. On the contrary, it's on my hand if she thinks that I'm boring and uninteresting. She will quickly leave me alone.

All day I was on pins and needles. Fortunately, the boss was not there, so no one gave instructions, thereby making me even more nervous.

At exactly seven in the evening I left the building and into the parking lot. Colleagues drove off in their cars, but Bora's black "tank"(car) was not visible. I decided to wait fifteen minutes for the sake of decency, and if she does not appear, then I will go home. I didn't have her phone number, so I couldn't call, and all that was left to do was to wait.

Ten minutes later a black familiar car literally "flew" into the parking lot.

- You specifically sat somewhere nearby to wait for the prescribed ten minutes late?" I asked when the girl got out of the car.

- No, some asshole's car broke down in the middle of the road. A traffic jam has formed. It's okay, ten minutes is not an hour." said Bora calmly, coming up to me.

- I wouldn't wait an hour," I snorted.

- How is it? How long would you wait?" Bora raised an eyebrow.

- Like at school. Fifteen minutes. So let's go?

- Fifteen minutes is too little for a girl like me," Bora rolled her eyes and got into my car.

I feel the evening will be fun.

- Well, where will you take me on our first date?" Bora in a businesslike manner pushed the seat so that legs would fit in, and opened the window.

- In a restaurant. Today is a weekday and the time is quite late. We do not have such a great choice.

- Restaurant," the girl held out," how boring.

With these words, she began to click on the buttons on the radio panel, switching radio channels, which drove me almost into a rage. This is my car. My radio. But instead, I smiled tightly and started the car.

And what should I talk to her about? It takes about twenty minutes to get to the restaurant, don't be silent. Listen to the radio? But Bora made the task easier and was the first to speak. Although it would be better to be silent.

- You need a new car, "the girl winced" yours is too old and it smells strange. And the seat is uncomfortable.

I couldn't believe my ears. Smells to her. You should have got your ass in your comfortable and delicious smelling car.