Dolan whistled happily as he strode down to The Pranderet restaurant, he was going on a date. Sunlight beamed down at him but Dolan felt like he was the center of the universe today, just a few blocks away Sandra was waiting for him. Sandra he whispered to himself trying the name out, he liked the way it rolled off the tongue and almost had a royalty feel to it, perhaps he should mention that, he smiled to himself. The pedestrian crossing had a small group of people waiting for the lights to change, most likely the lunch que. OH COME ON! Dolan kicked the unlucky nearby bin in disgust, causing most people nearby to raise a few eyebrows. Why were the lights never green for him? someone had it out for him, he knew it. Almost as if in response the red light changed to a green walk light Finally muttered Dolan and stepped out onto the zebra stripes. Unfortunately no one seemed to be in a hurry, Dolan felt like the walk light should have been upgraded to a brisk jog. He stamped down a little harder on every step making a few people clear a path and he power walked through. People these days he announced quite audibly to no one in particular, but scoring a venomous look from a few of the people he has just walked past. But Dolan didnt care, he was going on a date. He could see The Pranderet half a block away, his heart started racing. He had never actually seen Sandra before, the brief set up for the date was all online and all her photos had the same friends in them. He had 4 ideas of what she might look like, and prayed it was the good-looking one. He could see through the windows now and he quickly scanned the room but failed to find a familiar face. He took a deep breath and pulled on the door handle. The door wouldnt budge. Dolan pulled frantically on the handle then gave up, kicking the frame in anger. ARRRRGH! he roared and took a few steps back to try and assess the situation. As he stepped back a young couple shyly shuffled past him, giving him a nervous look. The well dressed boy casually pushed the door open and allowed his girlfriend to go first, bowing slightly and giggling. Who even invented doors? thought Dolan, embarrassment only fueling his irritation Waste of time he growled and pushed the door open sheepishly. The place was buzzing with chatter and the occasional clink of dishes. Dolan waited impatiently for the couple in front to be directed to their seat buy the attractive waitress, still glancing around to try and spot Sandra. Good evening Sir how may I help? a teenage girl caked in foundation with a badge that read trainee I have a booking under Dolan Frod he ordered Um... table 18 she replied looks as though your date is already here Where! demanded Dolan, feeling like a colony of butterflies had moved into his stomach. The trainee pointed in a vague direction Over there somewhere Dolan turned and immediately he could see the table. It didnt stand out in any way but the amazing creature that sat at it made the rest of the restaurant melt away. Dolan could have sworn a beam of light struck her at that moment. Somewhere a love song played and Dolan hastily wiped the smallest amount of drool off his lip and cautiously made his way over. Sandras long dark hair sat perfectly over her shoulders, she was looking down at her phone. Dolan was dying to see her eyes. He coughed politely and was met by intense ice blue eyes Oh hello Dolan she purred, making his knees tremble a little. Hi Im Dolan he said, awkwardly holding his shaking hand out. Sandra giggled and lightly held his hand before giving it a mock shake. Hi Dolan Im Sandra Sandra...? murmured Dolan Sandra blushed a little Sandra Bollocks What a beautiful name Dolan sighed Dolan felt underdressed now, how could he hope to match up to this beauty? Im Dolan by the way Dolan now realised he was looking like an idiot Is there a last name with that? she teased Frod stammered Dolan As in the car, right? could honey be used to describe a voice? Dolan suddenly felt a surge of confidence Oh yeah he bragged, maybe he had a chance to impress her Honry Frod is my great great grandfather he lied, taking a seat. Sandras eyes lit up Really? she gushed and opened her mouth to say more but was interrupted by a waiter. Excuse me, but will there be any drinks? he asked politely Oh green tea for me please smiled Sandra Dolans heart sank, tea? of the green kind? he swallowed a lump in his throat Tea sounds good he tried to put on a genuine smile I love tea confirmed Sandra Yeah said Dolan quietly Its so... gritty But Sandra had moved on So what kind of car do you have? she asked eagerly Oh a... There was a brief pause, Dolans mind was racing Somethingcoolsomethingcool I drive a stock car he tried to say casually and mentally face-palmed, he had to stop playing those games. But Sandras smile was almost wolfish now You should take me for a drive on the track she pleaded. Dolan wondered how much he would pay to borrow one for a day. I could take you out tomorrow he suggested Oh really? Sandra was leaning forward eagerly now Ive always wanted to meet a Frod, Im so lucky to find you! she beamed as a steaming hot pot of tea and two cups was placed between them. Dolans heart was struggling to keep up, the butterflies had been trampled by a stampede of buffalo and now they were drowning in quicksand. This tea was going to ruin his chances, he knew it. You first Mr Frod Sandra winked with a far away look in her eyes Th...thanks Dolan almost gagged, he could feel the tea leaves allready, those horrible, dry, flavourless leaves clawing down his throat. Oh no need to be polite Sandra giggled at the tiny amount Dolan had poured into his cup Oh I just want to taste it he lied, he had the sudden urge to throw the cup but Sandras smile kept his hand steady as he raised the cup to his lips. Slowly he took a sip, he was going to flip out, he knew it Dani Miller Dylan Ford thanks for the character ideas
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 05:33:28 +0000
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