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Will she come?
I look at my watch yet again. Yep, she’s still late. One hour late. I turn my head to both ends of the street. She’s nowhere in sight. Maybe I should call her? No, that will make me seem desperate. Maybe I should tell her that I got sick so she doesn’t feel bad? No, can’t do that either. What if she is on her way? I have to be patient. Besides, it’s not like I have anything else planned. And she wouldn’t just leave me here, right? I mean she agreed to a date so she has to come. She couldn’t have played me for a fool, could she? She’s so sweet and so nice, she’d never do something like that! I’m sure she's just late, but she has never been late before. Unless… no, she couldn’t have, she has been my friend for so long, she wouldn’t bail on me during a date. It must be something else, that's it! There has to be a reason she hasn’t come yet, she can’t leave me like this! I have to do something, she won’t make a fool out of me, I won’t let her! She’ll see, and she’ll regret the day she decided to abandon me, who does she think she is? I work my ass off just to get her attention and she screws with me like that, I swear to god that if I ever see her again, I’ll give her a piece of my mind. I bet she just felt pity for me, that’s why she agreed to go out with me on the first place! I’m not some charity case that needs help every once in a while. God, I wonder if she will even show up! And then this fellow just grabs my shoulder out of nowhe- “sorry I’m late, traffic was awful.” “Oh yeah, don’t worry about it, I just arrived too.” I smile. I can’t be mad at her.
