Your eyes flickered around the restaurant, the sounds of laughter and clinking of glasses becoming distant background noise. With every passing moment, the reality of your situation began to sink in—you had been stood up.

Leaning back in your chair with a heavy sigh, you held your drink loosely in your hand. You were deep in thought when the voice of a man caught your attention.

"You don't look like you're having the night you were hoping for," he uttered, his curious gaze fixed on you.