"Hey," said a guy. He asked me to hangout. He's wearing a grey t-shirt, covered denim jacket and dark blue jeans. Don't hey me. You've been ignoring my chat for almost a week and then you asked me out on a date? How bizarre.
"Do you want to get some coffee?" asks the guy. Of course, after you explain to me why did you ignore me. Do you think I'm going to forgive you? Nah.
"Wait—No. Let's get some lunch. It's 11.30. C'mon, my treat!" says the guy with a smile. A smile that can melt the whole Antartica. Are you seriously going to trick me with that? Okay, I AM hungry, so I'll accept it, only for this occasion.
"Um, David?" I call him quietly.
"Yeah? What's wrong?" asks David. He looks genuinely worried. Gah, I can't ask him to break up like this! This just feels wrong!
"Can we eat on Hella Steak? I'm craving steak!" I say, while faking a smile. Let's just eat first, and then ask to break up. Sounds wonderful.
"Sure! Where is it again?" says David.
"It's on the third floor. Around the elevator," I explain to him. This place is big, but I know it quite well, my friend, Sarah and I used to go shopping here.
"Wow, you remembered? Amazing. I can't even remember the streets in my neighborhood!" compliment David. Why, thank you. How fluttering.
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"So, how's college going?" David starts a conversation. After we ordered some food, we just sat there, without saying anything, for like, 2 minutes.
"So so. I'm pursuing for Bachelor's degree in Psychology major. You? How's working in US? I know my friend also worked there. Do you know Sarah?"
"Ah, Sarah? She works in a different field. I do the research and stuff, while she's managing the money and funds shits. She's doing quite well for someone who's working while going to college," compliment David. Yeah duh, she's my friend for a reason.
"By the way, sorry for not contacting you in the last few days. Work has been hellish for me. The boss just gave 3 days worth of studies I have to review. I hope you're not mad," apologize David. His face looks sincere. Ah. Is that so? Apology accepted, but I'm still going to break up with you.
"There's the waiter with our food," says David.
"MAKE WAY FOR FOOD!!" I scream out loud. David laughs and put his bag away from the table. I notice my wild behavior and turn red.
"Ahhhhh that was embarrassing!! Why didn't you stop me?!" I cover my face with my hand and bang my head to the table.
"Why should I? You're cute that way. And hey, make way for food. Your head is covering half of the table," David chuckles. I look up to see him smirking. Why are you like this? I can't break up when you're being sweet and all.
"Half done steak with mushroom sauce, well done steak with black pepper sauce, mashed potato, rice, and 2 green tea, is that correct?" says the waiter, holding a tray of our food.
"Yep, that's ours!" answers David. The waiter proceed to place our food on the table. The smell of the steak just rush into my nose and the feeling of shame suddenly blown away.
"Enjoy your meal!" says the waiter. The waiter bows, and walks away. I quickly snatched the well done steak and chew it to pieces. My heaven, my lovely heaven.
"You know, your face always lits up whenever you see food," says David. David sips his green tea and puts a spoonful of mashed potato to his mouth.
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One Sided
Short StoryA one-shot story about grown girl who's accepting the fact that her boy-friend is leaving her.