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blind date

"i'm late i'm late i'm late! omg where did i put my keys!"

she spotted the damn object on the top of her kitchen counter and exhaled a sigh. FINALLY WE CAN GET OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!

she was about to run out the front door when she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the full length mirror in her foyer. she knew she shouldn't (oh so late already!) but she stopped and examined what she's wearing anyway. a chunky beige off the shoulder knitted sweater with black wool leggings and dark boots, topped with a white beanie and her grey checkered long coat. is it too casual? should she change into a knit dress instead? it's so cold out, she had wanted to be warm. but it WAS a date, after all. maybe the other party would be dressed to nines and ...

she shook her head and reprimanded herself loudly, "FORGET IT, SHEN YUE. YOU ARE LATE AS IT IS. IT'S NOT LIKE YOU ARE GONNA SEE THIS GUY AGAIN ANYWAY. YOU'RE ONLY DOING THIS AS A FAVOUR." 

she ran out the door and got in her car, all the while crossing her fingers that she wouldn't be so late as to leave a bad first impression. 

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her manager dropped her off at the curb and she walked as fast as her legs could carry her to the restaurant. she checked the time and breathed a sigh of relief. good, she's probably only gonna be 15 minutes late. she slowed her steps when she saw the restaurant sign in the distance. but as she tried to catch her breath, a familiar silhouette stopped her dead in her tracks. is that? could it be? no way. they wouldn't! WOULD THEY?  

he was standing against the wall right under the restaurant sign. his baseball cap cast a shadow against his face but she would recognize that slightly crooked stance and the tilt of the head anywhere. (not to mention that sharp nose and slightly pouty lips). but still, she hadn't seen him in a few years, perhaps he had changed his habits. shaking off her ridiculous thoughts, she started walking towards the restaurant again, slower and quieter this time. 

as if he could hear her thoughts, the shadowed face turned towards her and her heart skipped a beat. it IS him. what the hell. they set her up on a blind date with DYLAN WANG?!?!

(02 July 2019)

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author's note: 

posted this on twitter a while back. didnt realize i never posted it here. for the longest time i entertained the idea that this could finally be my foray into the multichap ficdom. alas, my laziness got the best of me, like it almost always do, and this sat in the draft folder for MONTHS. one day, i got sick of looking at it in the folder and decided to dust it off and posted in twitter. if you are wondering what is next for this diyue, i reckon this could belong in the same universe as "one of a kind proposal" a fic of mine that you can read in whirlwind. think of this as the first date dylan mentioned in that fic. 

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