ANTICIPATION
She glanced nervously at her watch then tentatively raised her drink before setting it back down on the bar.
He was late. Maybe he wouldn't arrive at all. She knew he was the busy type, always on the go, but when she suggested they meet for a drink he had seemed genuinely excited. If he was going to be late, or worse still unable to make it at all, surely he would call.
She checked her watch again. Just over half an hour had passed since they were supposed to meet. It was clear that he would not be coming.
She quickly knocked back her drink, and with a sinking heart, paid the bartender.
She was just turning to leave when the doors blasted open and in he strode, one eye on his watch, the other surveying the room. When he saw her, a crooked grin spread earnestly across his face.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, I got stuck in a meeting."
"That's okay," she replied. "I only just arrived myself."
They sat down at the bar and the bartender motioned to her date, "Pint of Guinness for you?" then as he turned to her he smiled. "Same again?"
"Yes please," she replied, then turned sheepishly towards her date. "So I might have actually been on time."
He laughed an raised his dark ruby pint. "To waiting, and dating, and you."
"And to calling when you are going to be late," she offered before adding quickly. "Next time."
"To calling," he replied.
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