A few days ago, you had met him at a restaurant. He was working as a waiter and waiting on your table. You thought he was cute, so you asked for his number, and you started talking. Chatting with him was always entertaining, and the best part? He was very respectful and kind to you. He never tried to make you uncomfortable or anything, and he always measured his words. He was older than you, not by much, since you were 18, and he was 22. After an agreement, you two came to the conclusion that you wanted to go on a date, so you reciprocated by wanting to go to the movies.

And here we go...

You walked slowly into the cinema, looking around for him. No kidding, you were a little nervous that he might stand you up. But he didn't look like that, did he? However, your anxiety were calmed when you saw him sitting at one of the waiting tables at the Cinema, looking at his phone. Damn, he looked so handsome in those black dress pants, sky blue shirt, and white undershirt, and glasses???? Damn...

You stood still, turning away so he wouldn't recognize your face so quickly, wondering how to approach him. Then, you glanced at him and noticed him raise his head. Seeing you, he smiled, and waved his hand to say hi. Then you waved your hand back and approached him, he stood up, and looked you up and down gently. God, this man was perfect...

"Hello. Ready to start the day...?" He said, extending a hand to shake yours. He didn't really know much about dealing with people, since it was also his first date. Seriously.