Prologue
It's another holiday at my parents' house and the same old "When do you plan on dating?" or "When will you get married?" from my mother. Honestly, it's not like I haven't tried dating, I just haven't found the right one. I gathered the dishes, headed to the kitchen while saying:" Yes Mum, I'll try better, but I just want to deal with that stress. Dad, please talk to her." My dad just says: "Yeah." Probably didn't even hear as he watched a game. I call on him again: "Dad, dad, dad!"
Dad: YH! What, I'm watching a game, I don't want to miss a single part.
Me: Okay, but can you talk to mum later? She started her,"When will you get married?" Again, I'm honesty tried.
Dad: Okay, Honey (Proceeds to continue the game)
I join my mum in the kitchen to help with the dishes, and then she drops a bombshell. She says:
Mum: I've arranged a blind date for you with a really nice guy. He also has a good job. He is an architect.
Me:YOU WHAT?! I shrieked. It must have been a mistake. I must have heard wrong. For a second there I thought you said blind...
Mum:You most certainly heard me right, and you will be meeting him this Saturday.
Me:Mum, come on, you remember how this happened last time?
The last time the guy I met seemed nice enough and a good match, but I started seeing tweaks, and so I dropped him. He then became my stalker. He gave me minor PTSD, so I got him arrested, but my mum's mind was made up: "I was going."
After that, the week seemed to be moving slowly and eventually, Saturday arrived. I met with this so-called "Architect" at a café downtown. I arrived early, so I ordered an Americano, and sat patiently waiting for him. Minutes went by, and I sat to look outside, thinking that every man that walked by might be him. *SIGH* I could have done so much if I had been home, *like sleeping* *YAWN* I checked my watch and would you look at that, the appointed time had arrived. I see a man walking towards me and thinking that *that must be him*. The man walks up and asks me a question and my hopeful mind shatters. It was an employee of the café. He asked if I'd like to order anything and said that his shift was to end, and it might take some time before the next person shows up. So I ended up getting myself a little snack and I waited there for the next 20 mins. I was about thinking to leave when a young man rushed in. He looked around like looking for someone and his gaze stopped at me and he strolled over. He gives a small wave to get my attention and says:
Young Man: Good Morning, excuse me? Are you Miss Limonov?
Miss. Limonov: Yes, that's me. And may I ask who you may be?
Young Man: My bad, my name is Raymon Filler.
Miss Limonov: You are quite late, is there a reason?
Raymon Filler: Ah! Yes! My bad, I sincerely apologize for being late. How shall I make up for it?
Miss Limonov: Don't bother, just do me a favor and tell my mother that the blind date went well, and a little snack will be nice. See, I came here quite early, like 40–50 minutes, before the actual time, and waited plus you came late, an additional 20 minutes.
Raymon Filler: I see. But after all this, may we still be in contact with each other as friends rather than strangers? If you allow it, of course.
Miss Limonov: It's alright.(They exchange contacts) So next, we see us as friends, no strangers.
Raymon Filler: And you can just call me Raymon. May I walk you to a cab?
Miss Limonov: Yes, thank you. And you can call me Anzhelina.
Raymon: ... Anzhelina, that's a nice name.(As they walk out)
Anzhelina: (About to enter a cab) Thank you, I guess I'll see you around. Bye.
Raymon: Alright, Bye.
(In the cab) Not today either, I guess I'll lay back for now. *Mum will give me such a headache when I get back.*
(Back at home)
Mum: How did it go?
Anzhelina: It went well. We are FRIENDS now.
Mum: FRIENDS!? Is that what I sent you there for? *EXHALES* But I guess there is a chance. It's alright you can go.
I got to my room and called my best friend Larisa. I tell her how tired I am with my mum pushing me to get married. She comforts me and says I'll meet "THE ONE" one day.
Will Anzhelina find her "ONE"? Follow-up in My Special Doctor Lorenzo.
Enjoy