Going on the first date Part 1

I stood in front of her house. On the way there I had asked Felix whether or not I should get her a present or anything. But she said it isn't necessary for everything to work out, so I haven't got one.

Time was up though. I stepped up to her door and rang the door bell.

...

It took some time. Around a minute or two. I don't remember exactly how long, but I remember counting the seconds. Time seemed to stop. After all, my first date was about to begin.

Finally the door opened. She looked almost the same as she did earlier. Well, she was wearing something different. Instead of her wearing her shops uniform, she was wearing... Well, normal clothes? They aren't really outstanding, if I can say that. Would I go through the city right now, I'd probably see people with a similar outfit everywhere. But well, for her it probably feels different.

Just like I was stuck in my school uniform, she was stuck in her shops uniform. And she finally broke free from it.

She probably thought I didn't look special either, despite me picking out extra special clothes together with Felix...

"Hello."

"Hello."

"How are both of ya fools so foolish, huh? Ya can't use 'Hello' as a greeting, it's bland, it's stupid, whatever!"

Neither of us cared about that. At least I hope that she didn't care.

"So, where shall we go?"

She looked me straight in the eye. And I knew I was screwed. I haven't thought about it at all. Luckily, I wasn't alone.

"Urgh, just follow me. We'll get ya somethin to eat. Ask her if she wants anythin in particular."

"We'll go eat first. Is there anything you want in particular?"

"Mh... I don't think so."

"Then let me guide the way."

I followed Felix, who floated in front of me. And Patricia followed me, who seemed to know the way. Up until this point I had no idea where we would actually be going. Despite that I acted as though I knew exactly what we were going to do.

After some time we finally stopped in front of a small restaurant. We then entered the place, got a table and sat down.

"So... What's up?" She asked me a relatively simple question. Despite that the question was new to me. No one ever cared about me enough. No one ever asked how my life is going. How I'm feeling. Simply, 'what is up'.

"I'm... Doing good, I guess."

"Ah, nice to hear."

"You?"

"Hm?"

"How are you doing?"

She was quiet for some time. She seemed to properly think about it.

"Well, I'll be honest, I'm not doing good. I actually feel kinda lonely, you know? Sometimes it feels like I'm the only real person. Like everyone else is kind of dull. Like no one cares about anyone but themselves. And feeling all that doesn't feel good. It feels bad..." She paused, then she continued. "But let me guess, you have no idea what I'm talking about?"

I looked at her. And my eyes began sparkling.

"No... I know what you mean. I understand it and, frankly, I feel the very same. Everyone is focusing on themselves. No one cares about anyone. Everyone tries to secure a safe life. They try to get a stable job with a stable income. Then they may reproduct but only to reproduct, since they feel as though it is their duty in life. Everyone plays it safe, but no one tries to have some fun. Everyone is trying to survive, I get that. But no one is trying to live."

She stared at me. Then she stood up and took my hand.

"Let's get out of here. I don't want to eat anymore."

I noticed the smile on her lips. And I smiled as well. And together we left the restaurant before the waiter even took our orders.