October 11th

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Me Loverman - Ricky Montgomery

I slowly wake up.
My eyes open slowly as I stretch my arms out.
It's raining.
I hear the drops on my window.

I grab my phone and look at the time.
10:37AM.

I turn off my alarm so I don't give myself a heart attack.
Then I get the fuck up.

As I'm on my way to the kitchen, I step in something wet.
I look down and I see blood.
"Ah damn it" I say and look at the trail of blood.
It's from the masked man.

I actually remember seeing the blood, but I forgot to clean it.
I go and clean myself, then I mop up the blood.

"Great start to the morning" I say as I feel dead.
My body really took relaxing to another level.
Can barely move.

I make myself a quick latte and enjoy the weather.
I really like rain.
Makes me feel safe, you know.

Time flies by and I start to get ready for my date.
I make my hair, lightly curled and fluffy.
Then I put on a white shirt, tuck it into some black jeans.
I put on a black belt with gold details and lastly some mascara for confidence.
I know he's blind, but I usually dress up for myself anyways.

Then I get my coat, put on some casual shoes and grab my umbrella.
I take a last look in the mirror and get my confidence up.
"Fuuuuuccc... bruises" I say as I realize how much you can tell I got my ass kicked.
I didn't see them before, because I don't look in the mirror when I get dressed, cause I don't care, and when I put on makeup, I just use a small mirror to get a better look.

I quickly get my concealer and just covers it quickly.
He won't notice, but the people with sight will.

"Ok ok ok..." I say to myself.
After that little scare, I get going, or else I'll be late.

***
I hurry into the cafe.
I brush off my umbrella and walk inside.
I look for him, and of course he is here.
Great fourth impression.

I quickly walk to him.
He sits in the corner on the couch.
I take off my coat and hang it on the nice chair.
"Hi Matt" I say as I sit down.

"Hey" He says.
He is wearing a beige/ creme shirt with no tie. His hair is fluffy, but still stylish.
And of course his precious glasses.
They really fit him.

"Sorry I'm late... had a rough night" I say.

"What happened?"

Ahh damn it... I don't have an excuse.

"Someone had a party or something... made a lot of noice..." I say.
Great Andra... great...

"Sure you weren't the one partying?" He says with a smile.

Was- that an insult?

"Sorry... that was stupid of me" He says quickly after.

"It's fine" I say. I'm not offended, just hella confused.

"Well... I'm starving... do they have m- oh wait.. here they are.." I say as I pick two menus up and hands it to him.

Then I stop mid action and realize.

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