you went on a blind date with a man your bestfriend set you up with. it went horribly. he was so full of himself and his money. he didn't seem entirely fond of you either. but he did pay the bill, even though you offered to pay for half. when you left the restaurant he offered to drive you home, but you declined and left as fast as you could. your bsf laughs as you tell her about your date. "was it really that bad?" you sigh, "i'm just glad it's over, it felt like i was talking to his ego the whole time." she laughs again, "he's my boyfriends friend." you frown, "unfortunately." you hang up with leah and get ready for work. — his pov — "it was horrible, she was attached to her phone. when i tried to make conversation, she blew me off." my friend laughs, "be nice, she's my girlfriend's bestfriend." i shrug, "whatever." "I'm just glad she declined my offer to take her home." i hang up, time for work. i text my assistant as i walk into the building. — her pov - you're looking for your phone, which is in your purse. suddenly, you run into someone. you look up and both of you widen your eyes. standing in front of you is your awful blind date from a couple days ago.. "why are you here?!"