Programmer × Narrator

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Narrator POV

He really was extraordinary. He seemed like he could do anything he put his mind to.

And he likes me? Little old me!? But I'm like a grape! A useless grape! While he was a blooming rose.

How can a grape ever live nearly as elegantly as a rose? It's just not realistic.

"Well have you thought about where to go?" He made me snap out of my thoughts as he looked deeply into my dim eyes.

"How about coffee? I know an amazing coffee shop down the street"

He smiled at me and we started heading there as he said slightly "that's a good idea! It sounds delightful!"

I softly smile to myself as I see his energy as we walk. His pale yet darkened skin and his glorious silver hair looked as if they were shining in the soft lit sky.

And again here I was. Speaking almost poetry to myself about this man walking me with him. My dim eyes, black hair, and paler skin couldn't be captured by the skies beauty. Luckily for me I have Programmer to keep my thoughts company.

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Once we made it to the small shop, Programmer and I seated ourselves at a table near the corner. It wasn't all to fancy, it was just normal. A normal coffee shop.

A waitress came and she took our orders. I ordered a Mocha with chocolate chips while Programmer ordered a green tea.

"He enjoys green tea?" I ask myself in my head.

When the waitress left she turned around to wink at programmer. Why? Because she was flirting. It doesn't matter. Nothing to make a big deal out of.

Programmer saw my boredom and exhaust from walking and tries to reassure me "Our drinks will be here soon, we'll talk until then okay?" I slightly nodded in agreement and we made convention for a while.

Finally our orders came and again the waitress attempted at flirting with programmer. I would as well but in this case it's getting a bit annoying.

Programmer had to know what was going on right? He had to it was clearly happening and he's intelligent!

Programmer looked at me and read my mind almost because he stood up for himself and told the waitress, "Excuse me miss but I am on a date with my dear friend Narrator. Now could you kindly go and work I would truly hate if you lost you're job"

I blushed from his date comment but kept it to myself. The lady left, but she was clearly not happy about what had happened. I'm just joyful that the segment was over.

"Sorry that happened" Programmer apologized.

"What? Was something offending to me? I'm sorry, I didn't get it..." I reply, without thinking about his date comment.

He laughs a little at what I said and continues, "I'm sorry about the date thing I said, I know we're only hanging out so I guess it was a bit much. Forgive me."

"Oh! I-its okay! I really don't mind that you said it. As long as we got the waitress away." I quietly giggle.

"Well still, I'm sorry."

"I forgive you"