A stranger
looks back from the mirror. I am dressed. Dressed for a date. No am not
unrecognisable.
Why am I
hyperventilating?
Well cause I
am dressed and I want an opinion. Yeah I have a roommate who is telling me that
i look simple and only a tad better version of myself. But I don’t believe her.
I think she only wants to get back to “Call of Duty”. Am ruining her weekend
plan.
Am also
hyperventilating cause this date is orchestrated by my and the guy’s parents. I
have dodged it too long and now I have to face the date or the music. So now am
dating in the music.(Got it? Forget it)
