Chapter 5-1: Miles

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So much to do in so little time.

I was in the car constantly looking at my watch. Tick tocking, tock ticking, it felt like I was gonna melt out of pressure. My double date is in about 3 hours and I have to at least put my dirty clothes to the dry cleaners.

I'm inside an air conditioned car but I was still sweating.

"This is to much for me." I leaned back on the chair whining.

"Relax man, it's just a date. Just talk about what you wanna talk about. Games, board games, clothes." He suggested.

I rolled my eyes. "Seriously, who the hell wants to talk about clothes. I maybe interested but might not."

"Well make him interested. There might be something you do in your work that's fascinating."

"Right, I work at the office 9 to 5 delivering donuts and coffee in the moribund."

He chuckled. "I mean you can start of with that if you want him to laugh."

I sighed.

"Where is your date anyway?" He asked.

"Some fancy 5 star restaurant. I think it's called piu che gusto? I'm unsure if I said it correctly." He stopped the car near the dry cleaners.

"If you need any dating advice. I'm your man, call me if you have any troubles on your date."

"Right, I'll call you when you can hold a relationship for more than a month."

"At least I've already been in one."

"Touché, alright bye." I closed the door and he stepped on the gas.

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