Another week of 8! I will continue with New York Minute.
Chloe has dragged Veronica to a Speed Dating event. Veronica is not happy.
Taking a deep breath, she wound her way to her seat which happened to be an intimate table with two bucket seats. She scooted in and picked up the pen that sat next to the cocktail menu and stared at her Speeding Ticket. Ten to twelve dates? She couldn’t even pretend that she was a people-person for two minutes, how would she do this for an hour and a half? She looked in her friend’s direction, and Chloe waved her fingers, crossing her legs to try to look prim and proper. Funny that they both had to act like someone they weren’t.
When the doors open and the men entered, the room quieted. All the women checked out their potential dates like they were in a meat market. Veronica’s heart drummed in her chest and her palms began to sweat. Just great.
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