A Chance Meeting

johnny2373

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[OOC]
Jim
29
5'11"
225 lbs
Brown Hair
Piercing Hazel Eyes

[IC]
"Hey Jim, what re your plans tonight? asked one of Jim's co workers.

"Well, not a whole lot, I have this blind date that my gaming friend set me up with., I replied.

"Very cool man, I wish you luck, I know it's been a while since you've been out." the Co-Worker spoke.

Thanks, it's been tough, you know? looking down as sort of sad.

[FLASHBACK]
Jim came home and found a note on his couch, his fiancee had written. it read

Jim I am so sorry you are completely worthless and this whole past 4 years has been a complete waste of my fucking time. I'm out of here and you aren't getting this Tiffany's ring back either, you piece of crap. Oh, yea, one more thing, by the way I do know how to swallow, ask my new boyfriend!

Love
Trish


[Current]

The Co Worker said hey you know what she got her's alright...knowing she contracted an STD weeks later, as they both laughed it off....

Oh well alright buddy I'm off to this date. I am not expecting a whole hell of a lot those things never work out anyway.

Later that night sitting at the Table at the Fine Dining Italian Restaurant, Jim is sitting there when his date approaches, he quickly stands to greet her, she was beautiful and smelled amazing, Hi there I said, I'm Jim he said. Monica she replied as she softly shook hands and a short hug, as they sat and began to chat, he just kept looking away, for some reason his eyes couldn't get out of focus from the woman sitting with another guy, she was just amazing and looked like everything he had ever wanted in a female...damn his mind thought how lucky is that dude to be with someone like her...

He hears his name out of Monica's mouth, asking do you know that girl?..He replied, no not at all, well you are looking at her like you've known her or something. she said. laughing half heartedly..No No not that at all, turning his attention back to Monica, so Monica what do you do for a profession, trying to make small talk, looking at her direction but not quite connecting with her, his thoughts thinking about the girl across the way...

Seeing the guy get up and walk toward the restroom door as their eyes locked...Pausing Monica's conversation for a brief moment, excuse me for one moment, I'll be right back. Quickly goes over to the woman sitting there as he slides her his business card...Call me...I would like to talk to you.

As her companion returned to the table, oh excuse me Sir I said, I'm Jim extending my hand to shake his, his refusal to return the shake I withdraw my hand and slide it to my pocket, well excuse me I have a blind date to return to, awkaward moment there...thinking hope I left enough of an impression....

Sitting back at my table monica asks what was that all about, getting an uncomfortable vibe....I quickly tell her Monica look you are a sweet and very beautiful girl, but something isn't clicking, I'm sorry. Looking in a shocked tone, she asks for fear of embarrassment can we finish the meal at least? Certainly I respond, I'd like that. Watching as Monica rises and says excuse me I need to visit the ladies room...nodding at her...looking at the womans direction...catching her smile as I roll my eyes at the date that walked away for a moment...waiting to see a reaction...
 
[OOC]
Jenna
25
5'8"
130 lb
Black/Colors Hair
Vibrant green Eyes

[IC]
Jenna had been through many many dead end relationships over the coarse of this last year. Her attitude and vigor never changed even though that they were ALL failures she never gave up on the fact that true love awaits her some where. Tonight was like most weekend nights lately another blind date. This time she wore her most stunning purple dress and a pair of heels that made her look rather tall. Jenna couldn't see why holding down a good boyfriend was so damned hard she had the perfect body She was tall but, not too tall she had all the curves in all the right place her breasts were a whopping 42DD and didn't sag in the slightest. Pulling on the finishing touches Jenna looks at herself in the mirror and smiles. "Jenna knock him dead!"

Arriving a bout 5 minutes early She smiled and stepped in to the bath room once again to make a few minor adjustments . stepping out of the bath room she walks in to the restaurant and scans the room. Jenna had his picture burned in to her memory, she smiles as she sees his face and walks over introducing herself and siting down. They were chatting when she felt the eerie feeling of being watched her head turning about for a moment she found the source of the feeling. What Jenna saw was a finely dressed man a few tables over smiling and nodding his direction she turned back. Jenna was listening to her date but found it hard to pay attention when her date goes to use the restroom and the male comes over handing her a card "Call me...I would like to talk to you." She was stunned and just nodded at him as he walked back to his date and sat down. Placing the card in her purse she waited for her date, having nothing to do for the moment she found her eye wandering back to the man. Jenna watched as her date got up and walked to to the bath room. looking back at him she saw his eyes roll and she giggled as her date returned and they finished up.

After getting home she dropped her purse on the bed its contents spilling out a bit spying the card she picked it up and turned it over and over before stopping on the side where the number and name were written. "I dont know if i should call him.." before she knew what she was doing she had her cell in her hands and was dialing the number. Jenna put the phone to her ear and listened to it ring.
 
Noticing her giggle a brief smile upon my face. Not helping to notice this woman was finely dressed and knew her fashion sense. She looked intriguing, I wonder what she's like to ...you hang out with...I wonder if she's actually smart...or if she's a descent talker...These thoughts raced through his mind...

As he raised his hand to the waiter for the check...giving him a nod to acknowledge..

As Monica returned to the table the check arrived sliding some cash for the meal under the check instructing the waiter this should handle the meal and everything.

Rising saying, Monica, "It was a pleasure meeting you, I'm sorry but it's just not going to work out, you aren't exactly what I had in mind."

Judging from your conversation I don't think I am your type anyway. So let's cut it here and not waste any of our time. Disappointedly, she nodded knowing. Leaning into her I kissed her cheek, and helped her drape her sweater over her shoulders as we departed, walking behind Monica and behind the mysterious girls table behind her not sure who he was, I raised my hand signaling the "CALL ME" with silent lips...smiling as I exit the restaurant.

Later that evening sitting on the couch relaxing, my cell phone rings...looking oddly, not registering the number on caller ID, I reluctantly answer, "Hello, Jim Speaking....Hello...(No words on the other end)..Hello...
 
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