"Nope... not any longer."
Jayden rushed out of the taxi, tossing the driver's bills through the window before weaving between the bunch of cars all jammed by the road, because, tell me, why today of all days... on his first date, a truck decided to conk out in the middle of the highway.
Jayden had no other option but to complete the journey on foot, ensuring he didn't run too fast so he wouldn't sweat miserably on his first date, adding to the tension already building up inside him.
No flowers in his grip, no written letters in his pockets and not even a tie on his neck.
Just the typical Jayden in black jeans and a red top.
By the time he got to the restaurant, it was about five minutes late by his watch. He breathed raggedly between clenched teeth on seeing Zoe already sitting at their table.
