“I promise you’ll love him! He’s so handsome and he’s really nice too.” Your best friend says as she speeds her car to the restaurant you’re about to spend the next two hours at with someone you don’t even know at all.

“I know you aren’t one for blind dates at all but he’s definitely your type. It won’t be awkward either because he’s super talkative when you actually get him going.” She continues on about this mystery man. You’re a little excited but also just scared more than anything. It’s valid because this is a scary situation, meeting someone for the first time at a first date is just so weird.

“Just trust me, okay?” She looks at you and you just nod in response, your knee bouncing. She finally pulls up into the front of this insanely expensive restaurant and you hesitantly step out of the car. She excitedly pushes you towards the door, gives you a hug and she runs off back to the car.

There’s no going back now.

You walk into the place, there’s gold everywhere with velvet red curtains and rugs. It’s amazing. You pull the note with the table number out of your bag and you look around, spotting a man with brown hair sat at a two person table. That must be him.