A Glimpse of the Story

Belong To The Mafia

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As i got ready for my fifth blind date this month, the pit of my stomach felt heavy and uneasy. Maybe it was because of my anxiety or maybe it was the fact that within the depths of the unknown could either make or break me. But i knew something wasn't right.

After putting my hair up into an elegant messy bun i texted my friend michelle.

Me: hey, where am i supposed to meet up with my date?

Michelle: uh, he said he would meet you at Grandpa johnson's

I looked at the time to see it was 7:09. Grandpa johnson's was a fairly nice cocktail bar here in hollywood, it was just enough vintage to make your eye's light up in excitement. It was also a place Michelle and I would go frequently to unwind and have a drink after work.

Me: hell yeah. Alright well i'm off to see this mystery man, wish me luck.

Michelle:have fun, but not too much ;)

I rolled my eyes at her comment and decided to leave. I ran around my apartment trying to find my keys, shoes, purse, and coat. My apartment was a very nice and spacious one. I had plants like small cacti and green fern, the overall theme was whites, beiges, and green. I lived on the sixth floor, almost at the top. Overall, i loved how i was living at the moment. I had a very good paying job, my friends weren't snakes, i was living the dream.

Michelle said that i needed to get out more and "mingle with the hot guys who show interest" in me. But i was completely fine with going home alone and being by myself. Honestly i don't understand why Michelle thinks i need a man when she doesn't even have one herself. She was always trying to set me up with her mutual friends or guys who slip into her DMs.

I finally found my keys between the couch cushion where i had been binge watching netflix yesterday. I put on my long beige coat because it was freezing out, and threw on my nude heels. I looked at my floor length mirror in my room to see how i looked before heading out to the bar.

I made my way to my jeep wrangler and unlocked it when i was halfway there. like i said i have a good paying job.

Grandpa Johnson's was about a fifteen minute drive if i was speeding or if it was a good day. But since it was 7:23 i decided to take my time getting there, maybe even fill up on fuel.

When i got out of the parking lot i turned up my trap music and started jamming out. I was a fairly good driver but i occasionally accidentally run red and yellow lights, which exactly what i did at the last intersection. The sun was setting, my windows were down, and i was hyped up with the music that was blasting through my speakers.

I pulled into the gas station and parked my car at one of the gas pumps. I hopped out my car and went into the mini mart. I surveyed my surroundings and saw a small old frail spanish man behind the counter and another man in his early thirties looking in the chip aisle. I payed no mind to him and went to get a pack of peppermint gum.

I went to the cash register and asked for 30 on number 4. The old man was kind and we exchanged a few words before i headed out to fill up my tank.

As i waited for the oil to fill up, i played on my phone and took some good ass selfies. Once it was done, i hopped back into my car and drove to Grandpa Johnson's still blasting music.