I couldn’t hold it anymore. It was the sixth time he was asking me out in a span of one week. I didn’t see the point of dating him given that I missed anything connecting us. Anyway,I went to this three-star he’d said was his best, sat( annoyed as I was for his lateness) and ordered a smoothie. I was expecting a groomed gentleman, probably in a three piece, and I would be lying not to admit how awe-struck I was to see him in a faded blue jeans and a yellow t-shirt,carrying fresh dripping flowers Harrogate. He came to my table then looked around, all but silent, and I looking at him askance. Before even apologizing for keeping me parked, he went down on his left knee,took my hand and said beseechingly:
Its funny that I said yes after two months.