I got to the table, he pulled my chair out and I sat down. He scooted me in.
Me: Thank you.
Arion: Welcome.
I liked that I thought that it was real nice of him. Plus I never had nobody do something like that for me so it was kind of special.
Me: So, how are you?
Arion: Better. Ready to eat, because I am starving.
Me: Duh, that is what I came to IHOP for. To eat.
Arion: Really? I was kind of thinking that you came for me.
Me: Oh, you think so huh?
So we got her pancakes, and we're eating, talking, having a good breakfast date. I eat enough I spend some time looking at how cute he was. Oh and he is he staring me too. I noticed!
Arion: What you thinking about?
Okay, PAUSE. I never had somebody asked me what I was thinking before. So do I tell him like what what I'm thinking or do I just tell him like anything just make up something. I don't want to not answer the question that is going to be rude.
Me: I mean, I am honest person. But nobody never ask me that question before so when you asked me, I wasn't caught off guard. I was thinking about myself, I do that a lot. Lot if people claim I'm conceited.
Arion: Really? I get that too.
Me: Years, I can see it.
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I Could Be Perfect, But Nobody Is
Teen Fictionnobodies perfect! unless you really believe it. read about a almost perfect life, or two🤪