Allison bounced her leg as she sat at the table, tapping her fingers to the table top as she waits for her date to arrive. She sipped her mocktail slowly, if anything, it tasted better than the real thing. The lemon juice to replace the sharp tasting alcohol was better for her, but was quick to change her anxiety.

"Fuck.." Allison groans rubbing her head slowly as she checked the time. She was nervous for no reason. The woman she'd meet on Tinder, still had time to show. She also had to consider that New York was harder to travel through than her part of New Jersey she had moved from.