We met up a few minutes early and casually walked in, ready for our table. I courteously pulled the seat out for her to sit, which she happily obliged. I sat on the other end, eager to get to know the blonde beauty before me. That’s when things got odd. Many who do end up getting to know me will at times refer to me as a charmer. Miss Stephanie, unfortunately, did not react at all the way I was used to when on dates. It was almost as if she purposely accepted our get-together to negate any chance of attraction between the two of us!
Her responses to my questions were critical, as well as blunt, and definitely not in a good way. I would often times see her looking away at another table, which I had no clue why.