“It's over now, Benny boy.” says a familiar voice from the shadows. “you’ve lost.”
“You’ve lost.” Not only did that sentence sting to hear, but it killed me. Who knew just two simple words could hurt so much? They started to echo in my head, over and over and over again. I allowed my head to hang. There was nothing I could possibly do. He was right; I had lost. I lost yet again.
I'm not sure what this is supposed to be about but I guess it's up for interpretation
I've been told that I’m impatient. I couldn’t deny that; I've always hated waiting. I avoid waiting in lines whenever possible, but this is the one time I will ever wait longer than I need to. I've already waited 15 minutes since I arrived. That's 15 minutes longer than I am normally willing to wait and probably 15 minutes longer than I should have to wait.
I’m currently waiting at a rather fancy - yet expensive - restaurant. They wrap their silverware in this cloth-like substance (I’m not entirely sure what it is, honestly) and then place it down to right of the dish. I’m not sure why they do it on the right side, probably because most people are right handed? I’m not sure.
The reason I’m waiting is because I signed up to a dating site online and was paired with someone not too far from my home. We’re going to have dinner tonight at this place. I’ve never been to this restaurant but I quite like it.
But… is that...? Could it be her? StarPower2000? She looks like the profile picture, that’s for sure.
This is one I just edited. It was much worse before now. You can decide how the night goes.