After hiding substance abuse for 3 years, anxious Samantha has decided to try out a agnostic/atheist AA meeting.
She immediately connects with a senior member, Adam Sackler.
He becomes her sponsor, keeping their relatio
nship strictly professional...
"Hi ,welcome! Happy holidays! Can I start you off with a, domestic beer, cocktail or our house wine?" The hostess asked Adam.
"Could I have a mandarin jarritos. Also could I order a cranberry vanilla coke with a lime, ice." he asked the woman nicely.
She nodded her head as she jauting it down by memories. "Yes sir, nice choice sir."
He gave her a friendly smile agreeing to the alcohol substitute drinks he ordered for Sam an himself .
"Adam?!!" A familiar voice addresses him.
He already connects the dots who it is before turning around. A entire movie plays in his head of a time long ago when he hears her... It's more of a horror film.
Time moved in slow motion as he prepares himself mentally and quickly.
"Astrid, hi-- hello." He says timid and extremely awkward. He gives her a small smile that doesn't last long when she begins to make her way up to his table.
Shit, what in the actual fuck. This is going to be weird. Why are you taking a seat?? GODDAMMIT.
"Never took you as the fine dining type?" She commented on the atmosphere they were in.
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He taps his fingers anxiously along the clothed table. "Um , what are you doing?" He asked assertively , he changes his posture from relaxed to stealth mode. He's completely uncomfortable around her. Especially because the way the two ended, he doesn't know if she wants to slit his thoart or what!
"Well I just had the worst tinder date of my life, The asshole didn't even show--"
"No Astrid. I'm not asking in general. I'm asking what are doing, by taking a seat with me? " He scoots his chair back a few inches, considering moving the chair even future away from her. Possibly to Mars.
"Well ...obviously you've also been blown off too, you're sitting alone at one of the most ritzy restaurants in Manhatten. Like..how embrassing for us. So what's the harm of rekindling. I'm still salty at you for choosing a drunk over me, but cleary it didn't work out with her." Astrid says while reapplying her lipstick.
She couldn't have been more wrong.
"Dont call her that! Don't!" He said fervid when it came to defending his fiance.
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