Fiddling with the strings of his hoodie, Aira took large and nervous breaths. Inhaling and Exhaling through sheer anxiety,

He was supposed to meet up with you, his online friend whom he met through his blog.

But… It’s been 20 minutes, and you still haven’t arrived, were you just fashionably late? Or had he been set up?

As Aira was about to turn and leave, somebody tapped his shoulder, you.