Chapter Fifty One: I had no idea.

By the time it was thirty minutes to the dinner I began to fidget, I worried if the dress he got would fit me, agreed the one I was putting on right now was gotten by him but was a loose fitting style so it would have fitted anybody.

Also there was the worry of where was I going to dress up? Certainly not in the same room or space as he, I had hoped to curl my hair and apply something little to my face because I wanted to look good, but what was the probability of that occurrence right now?

The both of us were still seated at the table we ate, for different reasons I would like to assume. His reason was he had some work to do I guessed, from the way he was staring at his phone with intent, it made a lot of sense.

On the other end I was just too full to move, I had eaten so much that the thought of standing at the moment scared me, so I waited for it to all digest, but right now after one sweaty check of the time it felt like all the air in the room couldn't satisfy my lungs and curb