Chapter Twenty Eight: His Plight Our Plan

Jason's POV

I strolled into the restaurant, excited about what I was going to discuss, feeling very sure she was going to accept. My eyes were on Ava for reasons I can't explain, and before I knew it, disaster struck. My foot collided with the chair's legs, and suddenly I was on a collision course with the floor. Panic set in as time slowed down. I hit the ground with an embarrassing thud, the chair looking innocent as ever. Laughter erupted around me, and I could feel my face turning red. Trying to save face, I quickly picked myself up, but the damage was done. Everyone had witnessed my not-so-graceful encounter with that unsuspecting chair. With a sheepish grin, I acknowledged my newfound status as the center of attention, forever linked to the chair in that moment of restaurant clumsiness. I wasn't usually this clumsy, I was always a meticulous person and of all times and places to embarrass myself, it was right here and in front of Ava "Wow Galf. Just wow" I knew it wasn't his fa