I was at work at some random cloudy Friday when he IM me in the afternoon. "Wanna go see a movie with me later?" Hmm.. This is interesting, I remember thinking. Sure, I reply. What time? He paused for awhile and rephrase the question, "Or maybe tomorrow?" Hmm.. Saturday night? That would've been a real date, I kept thinking. He explained that he want to hang out with his friends later that night, play some music so probably it's better if we go out on Saturday instead of Friday.
Great, see you Saturday, I said finally. Well, what else could I say? I do want to watch the movie Pacific Rim and I do want to go out with this guy, so....
So I put on one of my dress and heels and make up. Saturday night is a real date, unlike Fridays. Fridays often mean "just hang out afterhours". And I feel excited. This should be interesting.
And it was. The movie was great and it's really amusing to watch him try to connect, to chat. He doesn't really look comfortable around me, probably my short dress and heels distracted him or maybe he's just shy. I'm guessing the later. So I just sit and listen mostly. He looked like in a really good mood and laughing, chatting. We discuss things from work, Metallica concert and some news.
And I remember thinking, maybe dating isn't so bad.. Might as well try to enjoy it..
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