"I still can't believe we are doing this again," Seline says and I ignore her as I pull on a black pair of mom jeans.
I take a look in the mirror and I don't look that bad, just a little touch of makeup and I will be good to go.
"Come on Pascale, don't do this." I turn to look at her surprised. She is lying on the bed and this scene reminds me of the first date I went with Trevor, she was there and she is also here on sort of our last date together.
"Do what?" I turn to look at her with raised brows.
"Dress that." I look at my outfit and I don't understand what she means by telling me that, I mean this outfit is just okay.
"I love it."
"It's a date, not a funeral."
I'm tempted to roll my eyes but I don't.
"It does feel like one." I'm going on this date knowing fully well, this is t
