March 13, 2167@Bo Fierro
There was a certain etiquette when it came to being late for a first date. By Sid’s book, ten minutes was forgivable, easily blamed on traffic or a bad sense of direction. Twenty was pushing it, and thirty was bordering on just plain rude. By the time the forty-five mark hit, and she’d started to get the feeling that the wait staff was placing bets, Sid had pretty much given up on the guy. Still, she gave her watch one last glance, letting out an annoyed huff.
Well didn’t this just take the cake? First time she’d been asked out in months and the guy was a no-show. Well, technically speaking she hadn’t really
been asked out--this was more of a friend-of-a-friend, blind date type situation. She didn’t even know what he looked like. For all she knew, he coulda wandered in, taken one look at the girl with the wild hair (it was a bright blue today) and walked right back out. Well, good riddance. Far as she was concerned, she didn’t wanna get mixed up with a guy like that anyway. Way to save me the trouble, dude.
All the same, she been starving when she arrived, and her forty-five minute wait had done little to improve the situation. She wasn’t about to let a nice dinner go to waste--especially not when she’d put this much effort into looking damn
There was one more unfortunate soul waiting in the wings of the restaurant alongside her. She’d long since decided that he was not her date--at least not judging from the way he looked every bit as hopeful as she did every time a new guy walked through the door. But he’d been waiting about as long as she had. Unfortunately she didn’t think things were likely to go any better for him than they had for her.
As she started to head back towards the nearest free table, an odd thought struck her. She spun back around, shooting the lonesome man an appraising glance as the gears went a-whirling. Well...why the hell not? Worst he could do was say no, right? “Hey buddy.”
She reached out, tapped him lightly on the shoulder and offered up a sympathetic smile. "Just a hunch, but I'm starting to think our dates aren't coming. Wanna call it and eat our feelings together?"