Michael texted Paula a few days later but he didn’t get any response. Ah well, he thought to himself. He was disappointed but not surprised. It was probably the wheelchair or perhaps it was just his winning personality. Either way, he knew that there was little point in dwelling on it. No, he needed to concentrate on getting a good job and making something of himself. Perhaps, someday he’d meet a nice girl. So, he set about trying to get himself some interviews.
A few weeks later he was preparing for an interview with a big financial firm. It wouldn’t be his dream job, money wasn’t his main motivation but needs must. Then, he heard the sound of his phone buzzing. He didn’t get many texts so it piqued his interest and was quite surprised when the name Paula came up on the screen.
P – So sorry for taking so long to respond. I had an issue with the phone. How have you been?
It didn’t take long for Michael to respond.
M – I was wondering what happened. Great to hear. I am good. U?
P – Oh trying to decide what to do next. More study or work. Can’t ever make up my mind lol Do u want me 2 meet up ?
M – Yeah that would be gr8. Another stroll in the park?
P – I was thinking maybe a bite to eat, maybe a few drinks in Hennessys? Maybe 8pm Thursday?
M – Cool, see you then.
P – It’s a date. See u soon x
Michael could feel his heart beating. That was more affectionate than he was expecting. He knew he had to write something back but what?
M – ok x
Ok, that was all he could think of! No wonder he could never get laid. Ah well, at least he now had something to look forward to.
The interview went but he found that his mind kept slipping to Paula. Her beautiful red hair and those wide blue eyes. He wondered what his chances were with her. There was no harm in dreaming.
After what had seemed an eternity to Michael, Thursday night finally arrived.
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