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I held the door open for so long, some families walked in, talked to the hostess and sat down already. I thought waiting for her to get off the phone was a good idea, but my stomach growled a bit too loud for a public space such as this. I felt disappointed, this city was too big. I doubt that I'd see her ever again, my knees were weakening at the thought.

I walked inside the restaurant and settled for heartbreak. I told the hostess my reservation she smiled and showed me to my table, it was one next to the window. I sat down and looked over the menu, settle for something with seafood, its my favorite thing to eat when I'm out of town. I placed my menu down and looked out the window.

She was still there, standing on the edge of the sidewalk pacing back and forth, switching her weight from one side to the other. I wonder what has her so upset, so bothered. I have a great view of her from here, I don't mean to stare yet, there is so much to look at. 

I prop my chin up on the base of my palm with my elbow on the table, gazing out the window. "Could I grab your drink or food selection, Sir?" I turned to see my waitress trying to ask me a question, while sneaking a glance to see what I was looking at. I quickly asked for a red wine and a Fish Chermoula to divert her attention form the woman out the window.

She placed a water on the table, took my menu and went to go place my order. I turn my head to find the woman once more, yet she had disappear. 

As if I had never seen her to begin with.

Throughout the course of the night, I occasionally glance out the window to the spot where she stood just to see if she would reappear. Like a magician or cinderella, I couldn't get her out my head.

The food was marvelous, the service was top notch. The people were nice and the wine got me wobbling out of the restaurant, giving the waitress a more generous tip than I expected to spend tonight. 

People typically take a liking to me upon meeting me, its the thing I enjoy most about myself. That although I talk with the least amount of words possible and I have a mean look on my face but most times I am usually greeted by friendly people. The ones that talk way too much and just want someone to listen to them talk. The people that want you to talk so they ask tons of questions, The people that like your vibe and want to become more acquainted with you. 

Those people, like the one currently helping me walk my drunk ass out the door of the restaurant. Calling a taxi for me and taking care of my fare. Like I said, the people here are very nice.

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This is the only excuse that will work on me, but it doesn't last long and I become more irritable as the time goes by. "What? how did you miss your connecting flight?" I asked into the phone trying to sound sincere, I already knew the answer to the question I had just asked. 

Yet I still heard "Well, you wouldn't believe it but, there is this beautiful restaurant in the airport it had a water fountain and great food and drinks and-" I nod my head slowly,  letting out and overly exhausted sigh. I picked up my glass of Wine and swirled it around until it made a large whirlpool in the center of the glass. I took a large sip of the wine, place it on the table along with the tip and gathered my things.

The irritation is starting to settle in. "Auntie, we planned this trip for weeks how could you just MISS the flight? How do you go for food and drinks when we already planned a RESERVED dinner already." I complained to her while pushing my chair in and walking towards the exit. "I know my darling it was a true honest accident, I already have the next flight book straight to you tomorrow morning!" 

Confusion settled on my face and then rage, utter annoyance, I had finally come to a realization. "It was a MAN! You were taken to food and drinks with a MAN! someone asked you out, and you took the offer. Is that where your staying? Your staying with him tonight??" 

In a fit of outrage I, with all the strength I had left in me, shoved open the door to the front of the restaurant. It seemed lighter than before, I recall the door was loads heavier. But I had no energy to worry about that now. "Oh Darling he is such a lovely man, I will be there early in the morning you won't even miss me." 

I walked to the edge of the sidewalk, pacing up and down, deciding which method I should take to get back to the house as quick as possible. She does this like its a typical walk in the park, I don't think its healthy to trick men into doing things for you. But I still envy her for it, she makes it look easy.

Thinking of all the different men my Auntie has possessed and made her ATM, she really has a way with getting what she wants, I have secretly been taking notes. She always told me first thing is first, always be aware of the men that are around you and what type of men they are. Friendly, Rude , social, anti-social, rich, cheap, clean or dirty all the big and little things count. 

I look around while she talks my ear off about the different conversations she had with him, there in the restaurant I see someone. 

A man sitting at a table by the window, he has on a loose white button up looking at the waitress and pointing at the menu. He is a dark shade of brown, clean features and locs that fall over his face, they compliment his low eyes and thick lips. He looks like he is rude but I can't tell, Maybe he could be a good test subject, But I can't tell that either.

I walk off down the strip to continue my thoughts about how I'll make my way back to the house. I decide on the taxi that is parked in front of a boutique, I tap on the glass to ask for a ride. He allows me to get in, "Yes yes I believe you, he sounds like a good man, but unless your trying to settle down, which I know your NOT" I chuckle " then please bright and early in the morning get your flight and meet me for some coffee, I want to find a good book to read honestly." I tell her as I make my way into the car.

"Of course my Dear, Coffee sounds lovely. I will make it there" I hear her giggle and mutter to her current lover something annoying probably. "Okay Auntie I'm making my way home now so please get some rest, I'll see you tomorrow." 

"I love you my dear, see you tomorrow" I hear her say, " I love you more" We hang up and I'm left in a taxi driving towards my destination. 

I was so frustrated by my Auntie I forgot to ask for some food to go, I haven't eaten since this afternoons light lunch. I guess I'm forced to make some food at the house. It's a family house, barely anyone visits it, so I can come whenever I want to. 

Once we pull up to the beach house,  it is two stories my family loves the very modern look, I tip the taxi driver and part ways up the steps to the front door. The house is so large and empty it practically echos when I walk in and close the door, I take off my shoes and make my way to the kitchen. Looking around the cabinets and fridge I find a packet of curry and a bag of white rice and settle on a big plate of curry and rice. 

My immediate family don't talk, my mother and father are only a phone call away but they are normally too busy being doctors for their own very successful hospital.. they can't make too much time for me. I'm a model so I don't have too much time on my hands either, but at least I can make the time. 

I know I should be use to it, but it still triggers me, my auntie should know that. My cat walks out of the room I have claimed as mine stretching and meowing as if I woke her up, she curls around my feet cosmic is a space gray like cat and she is very needy.

I pick her up along with my food and make my way to the room. I eat get ready for the night and turn in, Hoping the morning leaves me in a better mood.