Oh God. How did I find myself in the middle of this mess?
Number one: I don't even know a single crap on how to plan a romantic date.
Number two: Google has turned its back on me. I have typed "date ideas", but it's just all: Candle-lit dinner. Candle-lit dinner. Picnic. More candle-lit dinner. More candle-lit dinner.
I still remember how candles worked out really well for me, thank you very much.
And number three: Why did I even agree to do this? What was I thinking?
If I could go back into time, I'll say, "You know what? I'll just let you plan the whole date on your own, Harry! Ha ha ha!"
Anyway. Too late for that. I need to come up with my own ideas.
So for the entire day, I sat infront of the laptop, wasted hours searching the internet, until I finally gave up and wrote down my options on paper instead.
Option One: Movie Date
No. Bad idea. We'd both be squashed flat by the mob before I could even eat my popcorn.
Option Two: Carnival
Yes. That could work!
Oh wait, scratch that. I'm ducky afraid of rollercoasters and rides.
Option Three: Cook him dinner here at home
Crap, I don't even know how to cook...
Option Four: Ice Skating
Okay, I don't even know why I wrote that.
A) I look like a clumsy penguin when I skate and B) I seriously have to stop getting ideas from the "Night Changes" music video.
Option Five: Ummm...
Okay. Great. Well, that's a really helpful list.
I've ran out of ideas already. I stare at the sheet blankly, and my brain is already as dried as raisins but I still came up with nothing useful.
My phone rings and I pull it out of my pocket hastily.
"Harry?" I say as I press it onto my ear." What's up? Not bailing on our second date, are you?" I tease with a light chuckle.
But to my utter surprise, a female voice answers. "Who's Harry?"
Wait. What?

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