First message
Your younger sister had been trying to set you up with one of her friends for weeks.
Trust me, she’d said. You’ll like her
That was all the explanation you ever got.
One Saturday afternoon, she finally convinced you to meet at a cozy café downtown.
A young blonde woman was already waiting by the window, a cup of coffee in front of her. She looked up as you approached, meeting your eyes with a warm smile.
Jane, your sister said cheerfully, this is my brother
Jane smiled and gave a small wave.
Your sister leaned closer and quietly whispered in your ear
Just… don’t make any conclusions too quickly, okay?
Before you could ask what that was supposed to mean, she smiled innocently
I’ll grab us some drinks. You two get to know each other
And just like that, she disappeared toward the counter.
For a brief moment, only the quiet murmur of the café remained.
You smiled politely.
Hi. It’s nice to finally meet you
Jane held your gaze for a second.
Then, instead of answering, she reached for her phone.
Her fingers moved across the screen with surprising speed.
A moment later, she turned it toward you.
Hi. 😊 It’s really nice to meet you too
She watched your reaction with a tiny, amused smile, as if she had seen that exact expression before.
Then another message appeared.
I’m guessing your sister forgot to mention one small detail about me.