Austin's here. I pet my cats goodbye, grab my purse, and meet him outside. "Hey."
"Hey Pres," he says, I close my eyes at the name, memories. My dad called me Pres, before he died in a car wreck. "You ready to go?" I nod, moving a piece of hair out of my face.
We walk to a restaurant, I'm a vegan, great. "I hope this is okay."
"Yeah, totally," I lie, putting a smile on my face.
"Well let's go order," he smiles, grasping my hand. Too early.
We find a table and sit across from each other, I look through the menu, they have a salad, luckily. "Hi, what can I get y'all to drink?" She asks.
"I'll have a Diet Coke," Austin answers.
"Alrighty, what about you ma'am?" She asks, her name tag reads 'Daisy'.
"She'll have the same," Austin answers, I give him a weird look.
"Okay, I'll have them soon," Daisy smiles. I hated Diet Coke.
"What the hell was that?" I ask him.
"I just want us to like the same things. And you'll have to get rid of your cats, I'm more of a dog person," he smirks, oh hell no.
"Hell no, I care more about them than myself, and I'm allergic to dogs," I spit at him.
"Too bad," he says.
"This date is over," I say, I'm starting to stand up when he reaches over and sits me back down. "Let let go!"
"No. You're going to stay here and date me, got it?" He says. I sit back down, crossing my arms. "Good."
"Here's y'all's drinks. What would y'all like to eat?" She asks, she was extremely country.
"I'll have a burger, a normal one," Austin says. "She'll have the same."
"Alright. I'll get them right out to you," she smiles.
"I'm a damn vegan, Austin," I narrow my eyes at him.
"Too bad," he rolls his eyes. "Vegans are weird, what's so bad about eating meat?"
"We just don't, okay?" I say, wanting to leave right now.
"Whatever," he rolls his eyes.
There's a while before we get out good and I don't eat, I was disgusted by him right now.
As we're leaving after we get our check I hear someone; "Ma'am!"
I turn around to see Daisy. "You dropped this." She hands me a piece of paper.
She smiles and walks away, I open it up;
I could tell you didn't want to be with that guy. Call me sometimes if you want to talk about it. (Her number)
~your waitress, Daisy
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