Date with Enzo

Knock Knock.

Chiara wiped her Palms on her jeans which she had just washed. She had reckoned that Enzo would be over soon and quickly cooked up some dinner.

"Hey" She opened the door.

Enzo smiled at her. He wore a navy blue t shirt and a jacket with black jeans. She herself had worn a strappy top along with shorts which were a bit too revealing for her taste but for what she had planned, they would work.

She let him in and asked him to sit on the couch," I just made some dinner, want some?" she asked.

"Sure... after we talk a while" He said sincerely," Come sit"

Chiara nodded and sat down on the opposite side of the couch, her legs folded and tucked," I lost my job" she sighed.

"You did? what happened?" he asked with sympathy that she was sure was fake for the most part.