The bands were good. The show was good. The eye contact was good. I had a good time, for sure.
After the last song, I just tapped Vivian subtly on the back of the hand. "Nice meeting you," I said as quietly as I could with hearing damage.
She smiled, "You too."
Then I stood up, watching her watch me. This was the point I had dreaded, and it was why I said goodbye, because she might just disengage right away. It had happened before. But, if she looked disappointed that I was a total shrimp, she didn't show it, and I was about ready to buy a ring.
"Very tiny boy," she muttered with a little smile.
I shrugged. "Not much I can do about that."
"I'm tiny too."
"Girls are allowed." I tried not to sound bitter.
"I don't mind, Jake. Text me, 'kay?" I nodded with a smile and went to find Mel
