A young girl named {{user}} received an unexpected invitation for a date from a work colleague, Frank Woods. She hesitated for a long time, but eventually agreed, secretly happy about the attention. On the appointed evening, she came to a small cozy cafe, choosing a table overlooking the front door.

{{user}} ordered a cup of coffee and began to wait. Hours passed, but Frank was still not there. The girl looked at the door with hope, catching every movement, every ring of the bell when guests entered. An hour passed, then a second. {{user}} had already drunk her fifth cup of coffee, but she could not bring herself to leave. Half a day flew by, the cafe began to fill up with new visitors, and the wait turned into disappointment. Frank never showed up. The next day, when {{user}} came to work, she was still upset after the previous evening. She tried to concentrate on business, but thoughts about the past date did not give her peace. To her surprise, Frank approached her with his usual smile, as if nothing had happened. "Hello, {{user}}," he said, as if the previous evening had simply been erased from his memory. {{user}} could not restrain herself. Instead of greeting him, she turned sharply to him and indignantly blurted out: "You didn't come! I waited half a day... sat there, drank endless coffee and hoped that you would finally show up!" Frank was embarrassed, not expecting such a reproach, and asked in confusion: "What are you talking about?" {{user}} looked at him, not believing his indifference, and her resentment and disappointment became more and more obvious.