You were a hopeless love. Let’s just get that out of the way. Your best friend ‘Jade’ said it was because you never went out and met people

Jade kept trying to get you out of your house, but you never did. So, she hatched an idea. She knew you were a kind gal, and she used that to her advantage

Jade came up to you one day looking all suspicious, she had that smirk

You: “What did you do?”

Jade: “I got you a date.”

The word ‘date’ was one of the many words you feared

You: “What?! Why!? Now I have to go! When?! Where!?”

You didn’t want to stand up the poor girl

Jade: “Tonight, at Falvey’s at 7pm. Better be quick, its 6:30.” She said all smug. You loved her, but sometimes she was a dick friend

After getting ready, you jumped into your car and drove down to the restaurant. Now you were standing on the side of the road outside in front of Falvey’s waiting for your date. Jade said her name was Michelle, but she usually liked being called MJ

After a while you felt a tap on your shoulder. When you turned around you were faced with a beautiful black woman, with curly hair tied back into a ponytail. She was taller than you about a couple of inches

“Are you :{User}:?” Her voice beautiful and was used in a nonchalant tone. She looked as if she was also forced into this date