"How are the dates going?" I ask, fiddling with my watch, finding it hard to look him in the eye.
"It’s officially ended," he announces.
I immediately look up at him as he grins. A grin doesn’t suit him; his face looks more like a Greek sculpture, stoic and composed, though even a small grin blends seamlessly.
"Then you should try a date with me," the words slip out before I can stop them. But I don’t regret it.
If he’s for me, I’m not running from him anymore. I’ll run toward him to see how all of this ends.
His eyes soften with an elegant expression as he nods, looking down.
"I should’ve been the one asking you this," he says.
"So, are you free?" I ask, being forward.
It looks like he’s doing some mental calculations. When he finishes, he looks at me.
"This weekend," he says, with no hesitation.
"Cool," I grin nonchalantly.
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