Bettie had reckoned that the blind date might grow impatient and depart before they graced the scene.

The bar buzzed with a kaleidoscope of patrons, each submerged in their own world.

Bettie and Sabrina, however, managed to secure a cozy booth, summoning two drinks to their service.

With her phone in hand, Bettie sent a message to her blind date, saying, “I’m here. Where are you?”

A swift response from her date appeared on her screen.

“Haven’t made it there yet. Just hold tight.”

“Alright,” Bettie typed back, her fingers drumming with mild frustration.

seems to tick slower than mine,” she quipped to

Angela’s Library

a booth, sipping on

framed by golden-rimmed glasses and an unmistakable air of

women, all seeking his company. Yet, he politely turned them all away,

ignited with enthusiasm. With a swift gulp, he prepared to rise, only

made her way toward him, a

you in Mathias is quite

nodded in agreement,

“Indeed, quite a surprise.”

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