Mavery

Twenty-five

"Hey! UFC fighter!" an unknown voice shouted at me. I looked back only to see a tattooed human in a man bun looking at me.

"Was that you?" i asked furrowing my eyebrows. "Yep." he answered. "And you're talking to me?" i asked again. "Yep." he answered again. I rolled my eyes, unfacing him.

"I think he's drunk." i whispered to myself. "I think you're pretty." he suddenly said. I was stopped. It took me five seconds to face him again.

I crossed my arms at him. "You look familiar. Have we met before?" i asked and he shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know but we could meet sometimes." he said giving me a look.

I sighed and continued walking away from him. "H-hey! I-i'm serious! Can we meet? What's your name!" he shouted but i brushed it off. "Tomorrow night at Olive Garden! At seven! I'll be there!" he added. 

I silently laughed. "I work near that resto dude." i whispered laughing to myself.

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"Bye Mavs, see you tomorrow." my workmate said as i close the door behind me. I walked down the hallway and noticed the time. "It's Seven." i said entering the elevator. Getting off the street, i started peeking to see if the tattooed dude really came.

I scanned the dining area for sometime and suddenly saw the guy. He's talking to the waitress and occasionally checking his phone and his watch.

"I didn't notice he looks hot..." i whispered to myself. I laughed in my mind and shook my head. "I'm sorry but i can't." i said.

I sighed and continued walking.

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I got off from work and headed down the building to battle myself where to eat. I suddenly saw Olive Garden again. I stopped and scanned around the resto, and in my shock, i saw the guy again. I checked the time.

7:25pm

Is he here for me? I brushed it off of my mind as i shook my head.

Of course not Mavery!

I sighed and continued walking.

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I groaned as i enter the elevator. I glanced at my wristwatch to check the time. "It's not seven yet." i whispered. I suddenly paused. "Wait, why am i checking the time? Who cares if it's seven or not!" i shouted to myself.

I tapped my head as i walk outside the building. I did my best to stop myself on checking the same resto. I gave up and scanned again. "He's not here?..." i whispered feeling a hint of disappointment inside me.

Wait a minute? What am i thinking again!?

I shook my head and fixed my hair. I was able to continue walking when i saw the guy walking inside. I glanced at my wristwatch. "It's exactly Seven..." i whispered as i watch him smiling to everyone who's waving their hands at him. Why are they like that?

I get it.

"He's just really a consistent customer." i said forcing myself to think that way.

I sighed and continued walking.

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It's the sixth night since i started checking on him. He arrives at exactly seven. And so tonight, i'll get myself together and see if he's really waiting for me.

I looked at my watch as i fix my hair. "It's okay... You just gonna pretend that you just came in... And this and that..." i whispered reminding myself to stick with my plan.

7:00pm

I started to walk to the entrance of the resto. If he's constantly waiting here at this time for the sixth time now, he has to be really serious about me.