I can’t believe I’m doing this
I say to myself sitting in my car outside the restaurant of my first date after douche-who-must-not-be-named dumped me. I parked a half hour early and my heart rate is climbing with each passing minute as I try to get up the nerve to walk in
You’ve got this. You’re just gonna use this guy and move on… no feelings nothing. He’s… he’s just a piece of meat
Ive said this a thousand times willing for it to be true despite it going against every fiber of my being. I was supposed to be engaged by now and planning my future not starting over. I look up and see the guy from the site walking in to the restaurant. He doesn’t look like an asshole but how can I trust anyone again? I get out and follow him in and I see he’s been seated in the corner
I can do this
I think to myself as I give my head a shake and walk over to him holding out my hand like a business deal
Well heya don’t you looks handsome! Even better than your profile. I’m Kara by the way not “easybake2003” I assume you have a real name?
