Emma walked in and before sitting right beside me, she bought half a dozen of donuts. This is how we start our conversation. She has this non stop habit of eating of donuts and I'm kinda worried about. I mean she looks healthy but that doesn't mean her habit is.
"You ever gonna stop." I asked.
"With what?"
I then stared at the box of donuts and looked back at her.
"Probably anytime soon," crumbs fell of her mouth, "maybe if I get sick of it."
I rolled my eyes and placed my shoulder on the table with my face resting on my hand. "Why'd you call me here for?" I asked.
"Oh right." she took out her phone sliding it to my side of the table. "There's this guy I've found 3 days ago at the cafe and asked if he would like to sit next to me. Things got odd at first, but we kinda hit it off."
"That's, great. I'm proud of you." I held her hand.
"Also he has a friend who's single. And we've thought if you could join us this Saturday."
My eyes widened. "You want me... to go on a blind date."
"Yeah! Is something wrong." She had a worried expression.
"No! No. Is just that. Um. Well. Damn it I'm sorry." I face palmed. "I don't know, it's my first time dating. And I am unprepared with a lot of things. I mean, I don't even know what the guy looks like. How can I even trust him to be with me."
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Roman d'amourMiles is a dreamer. He's an intern of the most well known fashion company around New York. He wants to have his own fashion line and brand. But for now he just works on papers and creates his own fashion line on a screen that may have a low chance o...
