Tuesday 17 November 2009

7

as you step out into the dank street, the rain steps up a notch and by any means of definition, 'raining cats and dogs' would be much preferable to this. you lock your door silently, and only the creak of the hinges is heard against the background of torrential rain. as your date opens up his umbrella and beckons you under, you notice that he is slightly detached, probably put off by your prodigal use of borrowed time. you make up your mind to redeem yourself as you decide what to do next.

while your date remains silent, do you decide:
1. to keep it casual, and head for the nearest starbucks.
2. that you're hungry as a fat chick on the atkins diet.
3. that there's a movie playing at the local cinema that's to die for (although you can't remember which it is).

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