Dr. Mitchell just asked me out in front of the other staff, relatives and Tommy's parents. I thought he's just trying to pull out a prank. But he's confident and seems to be serious. I saw the look on Isabel's face and it is like a mom trying to tell her daughter to 'give a try.'
On my way to the parking lot, I saw Dr. Mitchell talking with the guard. They seem to be arguing. I walked towards them and I can hear clearly what they've been arguing about.
"Can't you do anything about it? How about the scratch? Who's going to pay for that?" Dr. Mitchell demanded. He's angry. The guard kept on apologizing to him.
"Sir, we'll check it in the CCTV camera and we'll let you know ASAP," the guard said.
"Good. Better do something," he snarled.
"Dr. Mitchell..." I said. He looked at me and he tried to change his mood.
"Are you ok?" I asked. He shook his head while his hands were on his waist.
"Somebody scratched my car," he said disappointedly while pointing to his car. I looked at it and it is really a bad one. I shook my head too in dismay.
"Anyway, shall we?" he asked. At first I didn't realize that he's asking me already to go out. Then like a pop-up bulb in my head I was like 'yeah, we will have a date today, yeah. Right.'
"Now? I'm not even prepared..." I excused. He laughed.
"No need to prepare for a preppy dress Dr. Ross. Jeans and sneakers are fine. Me too, I am not even prepared," he said.
"Where are we going exactly?" I asked.
"Just wait and see..." he said. He opened the passenger seat door. I rolled my eyes and hopped in. He went to the driver's seat and started the engine. He turned on the A/C and we started to move. I don't know how to start the conversation. He was quiet for some time. I looked outside the window. It's raining and it's a little traffic. Sometimes I hate rainy days. It reminds me of the last birthday I ever had with Drake. Suddenly a familiar song started to play in the radio. The instrumental intro was familiar. I carefully listened to the song. I know this song. It's just that I have forgotten it already.
"I like the way you wanted me...Every night for so long baby...I like the way you needed me...Every time things got rocky..." he began. I know this song. Where did I hear it? I ignored him. But he still continued to sing. He finished the song. He even tried to hum the instrumental part. Weirdo. A few signals have passed and he parked the car in front of a bar and resto shop. It looks casual on the outside. The glassed walls were heavily tinted that we can't see what's inside. There's a small 2 door swing type upon the entrance. He went out of the car and so am I. I put my hands on my back pocket and I looked at him and he just told me to get inside the bar. He stood behind me. The bouncer opened the door for us. He followed me. As I made my way towards the bar it was a cool bar. It's not the bar where people or teens in particular, are dancing or doing a hook up. It's a decent one. There's a band playing up front. The crowd is cool. People are having drinks. Dr. Mitchell leads the way towards the front seat. He saw one of the waiters and gave him a high five. It looks like he's been hanging out in this place for some time.
"Doc!" exclaimed the waiter. "It's been a long time since you visited the place. Where have you been?"
"It's a little crazy busy at work," he said. I saw the waiter nod to my direction.
"Oh, by the way, Dr. Ross, this is Lee...Lee, this is Dr. Ross," he introduced. He offered his hand for a hand shake.
"Hi," he said. "Hi, just call me Addie," I said with my usual sarcastic tone.
