He texts: Crown after work?
OMG! He’s asking me out tonight. He kept saying it’s nothing but a marketing con. I’ve changed his mind.
Okay, it’s only the Crown. But they’ do food. It’s not bad, either. Won an award.
I bunk off from work. I want to look my best. He’s making an effort, I’d better reciprocate.
I arrive first. He’s late, straight from work. So much for making an effort. Still, we’re here.
He falters. OMFG! He’s going to pop the question? Okay, breathe.
‘Sorry. I’ve met someone else.’
‘You’re dumping me? On bloody Valentine’s Day!’