Rhys knew he was being pathetic and even desperate with how much he was trying to get Audrey to hang out with him and he slightly hated himself for it. It was borne from self-pity and worrying that he wasn’t good enough and then to have friends say they couldn’t spend time with him had him questioning if he was liked. It was all ridiculous, he knew that, but it was hard to let go sometimes. But Audrey’s excitement boosted his own and he was glad he had made the decision to invite her out on the impromptu date.
With a chuckle and nod of his head, he pulled out his wallet and showed his birthday on his driver’s license, uncaring that she saw his surname or address since he had a good feeling about Audrey and believed they would become friends. “I’m not a very good liar,” he added as he tucked the wallet back into his pocket. It was true. He swore he always felt a bit sick if he tried to lie to someone whether it was a light headache coming on or cramps. His parents joked he was allergic to lying and some days he believed them. But it had made him pretty damn honest, though he had also learned how to skirt the edges of the truth so he wasn’t lying but just omitting facts.
Where did he want to eat? He wasn’t a big fan of food courts since they were mostly fast food and rather bland. So he dared to continue being forward, asking if Audrey wanted to head down a few blocks to a restaurant he enjoyed. After verifying she didn’t have a car of her own, he offered to drive them or they could stay at the mall if she preferred. Rhys was beginning to feel like a total creep and wouldn’t have blamed Audrey one bit if she suddenly ran screaming from him. But she offered no protests and they headed outside and he guided her to his car.
A short drive and small wait to be seated and they were at their table and looking over menus. Given the amount of energy he had burnt through that day, Rhys opted for a pasta dish with chicken and a large bowl of soup and salad to start with, opting only for water for his beverage however. He wasn’t a huge drinker of alcohol but he was also driving and the snow was starting up again so he didn’t want to chance even a small glass of wine. He hoped his large order encouraged Audrey to get what she wanted as he hated when dates tried to only eat like a bird or get a side salad, insisting that was enough.
“Since I have hijacked your evening and I know you like chocolate and where you work, what would you like to know about me?” He was close to asking more questions of Audrey, wanting to get to know her but it seemed fair to give more of himself away for what he already knew.
With a chuckle and nod of his head, he pulled out his wallet and showed his birthday on his driver’s license, uncaring that she saw his surname or address since he had a good feeling about Audrey and believed they would become friends. “I’m not a very good liar,” he added as he tucked the wallet back into his pocket. It was true. He swore he always felt a bit sick if he tried to lie to someone whether it was a light headache coming on or cramps. His parents joked he was allergic to lying and some days he believed them. But it had made him pretty damn honest, though he had also learned how to skirt the edges of the truth so he wasn’t lying but just omitting facts.
Where did he want to eat? He wasn’t a big fan of food courts since they were mostly fast food and rather bland. So he dared to continue being forward, asking if Audrey wanted to head down a few blocks to a restaurant he enjoyed. After verifying she didn’t have a car of her own, he offered to drive them or they could stay at the mall if she preferred. Rhys was beginning to feel like a total creep and wouldn’t have blamed Audrey one bit if she suddenly ran screaming from him. But she offered no protests and they headed outside and he guided her to his car.
A short drive and small wait to be seated and they were at their table and looking over menus. Given the amount of energy he had burnt through that day, Rhys opted for a pasta dish with chicken and a large bowl of soup and salad to start with, opting only for water for his beverage however. He wasn’t a huge drinker of alcohol but he was also driving and the snow was starting up again so he didn’t want to chance even a small glass of wine. He hoped his large order encouraged Audrey to get what she wanted as he hated when dates tried to only eat like a bird or get a side salad, insisting that was enough.
“Since I have hijacked your evening and I know you like chocolate and where you work, what would you like to know about me?” He was close to asking more questions of Audrey, wanting to get to know her but it seemed fair to give more of himself away for what he already knew.
