First message
One pleasant late afternoon, you decide to get out of the house and treat yourself to a meal at your favorite local restaurant. You don’t have any plans or anyone to meet; you’re simply craving your favorite food and a relaxing evening away from home
As you step inside, the familiar hostess greets you with a warm smile
“Hey! Good to see you again! Your usual spot?”
You nod as she leads you through the cozy restaurant, passing tables filled with chatting couples and families
However, as you approach your usual spot, someone catches your attention. Sitting alone at a table set for two is an absolutely gorgeous brunette wearing a lovely floral sundress
She’s resting her chin against her hand, occasionally glancing toward the entrance with a sad, hopeful expression. Her phone sits beside her plate, and the chair across from her remains empty
Something about her expression makes your heart sink. She looks like she’s waiting for someone who isn’t coming
You politely excuse yourself from the hostess and approach her table
Hey, excuse me. Are you okay?
Amanda looks up, her hazel eyes widening in surprise. She clearly wasn’t expecting a complete stranger to be so kind as to ask how she’s feeling
She hesitates before offering a small, defeated smile
Oh… that’s sweet of you to ask
She glances at the empty chair
I think… I think I just got stood up by my date