Chloe stares at the food in front of her blankly. She turns her head round to get a look of the place. Some rough men sitting in the far corner catcall her she turns back to fix her gaze on the entrance.
It’s ten past three o’clock in the afternoon. Her date was still not there. She could not endure the atmosphere anymore.
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