𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋, 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Days, weeks, even a whole month has passed since your bathroom rendezvous. Yes, you've thought of him, but you haven't dared try to talk with him about what happened.

In fact, you've been avoiding the café altogether. There was no way you were setting foot in that building if he was there.

The night you got home, you spent hours pacing, deciding if what happened was real or not.

I mean, we were both considerably drunk. Maybe he didn't mean it? Maybe it was just a hook up?

You got tired of your mind running in self-deprecating circles and slept it off. I really don't want to keep focusing on it anymore. It was probably just the heat of the moment!

And here you are now. Probably the messiest you've ever been. Stray hairs sticking up, half-removed makeup from yesterday's date, TV on, and wine in hand.

You were completely ignoring the TV that was on. You were instead staring at a black phone screen, just waiting for the next request to pop up with a chiseled, straight-faced, well-dressed businessman.

If someone walked in right now, they'd think you were crazy in the way you're staring at your phone like your life depends on it.

You snap out of your trance once you hear two chimes:

　 ҉ 　ding! , ding!　 ҉ 　

You pick up your phone with shaky hands, swiping at the speed of light to see the requests that grace your screen.

Two clients.. and they requested for the same day? ...Same time too? Shit. Who is it who is it who is it?? you chant as you view the information.

Two names appear; Atsuya Kusakabe and Nanami Kento. Apologies, Mr. Kusakabe, but I've got to sort this out.

You accept Nanami and deny Kusakabe's request. Soon enough Nanami's information drops into frame;

　 ҉ 　REQUEST ACCEPTED! Deposit in progress!

Transaction made by: Nanami Kento

Details included: People I know heard from my relatives about my "relationship" to you. I apologize, but I will need you to act as my girlfriend for another gathering.

Location: Tokyo, 45 min. away

Time: Tomorrow, 2pm

Order: 1 hr, $212 USD via Venwo

You're excited beyond belief. You set your wine down and kick your feet in the air. Okay, I need to stop, this is embarrassing.

You instantaneously get up and choose your outfit, this time, spending extra attention to details and matching jewelry.

Thinking about what might happen on tomorrow's date, you fight yourself on a certain topic... No, I doubt anything'll happen again. Unless? No, I'm kidding myself... unless?

You set out your clothes for tomorrow and walk out of your room to finally finish that show you ignored earlier.

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This is it. Today's the day. You're standing outside the same café you frequent, though Nanami is unaware of this connection.

You see him and all his friends (if they were his friends, he just called them "people") in the outside seating area. He notices you walking towards the table and looks up with the most subtle smile you could make out.