Chapter 2 - Neat Freak

Her anxious gaze was fixated on the man, sitting in front of her. She could not bear him any more than the past ten minutes, for neglecting the table manners on their first date.

Why the heck she became stuck with such a clumsy man, who did not even know that women fall for strong and witty personalities.

An ideal date and to find a perfect partner via online dating, it only happens in the movies.

Well, as for people like her...yes, the neat freaks have always remained single!

Unless destiny took some mercy upon them and granted a partner, who could bear their mood swings and rants.

After rejecting seven men before that poor soul, all because of petty reasons, indeed she was a hopeless case.

The man smiled at her and placed his elbows on the table, in the attempt of reaching towards the brown sugar packet. 

Uknown to the poor thing that he dared to attempt two big mistakes, first of neglecting table manners and the other that his tie was popping its head into the tea cup for a swimming.

She earlier scoffed at his appearance, rolling eyes upon his 'no sense of fashion' attire, which was yelling to her to run for life.

I mean who the hell wears a 'uniform' appearance on a fucking date!?

"What the hell...leave!"

She immediately shot up from her seat, her yelling garnered the attention of other patrons while the packet slipped from his clutches.

The woman could not take it anymore than she had already sealed her lips.

"W- what…"

He could not even get a chance to utter in an apology, when the announcement of punishment came from her lips.

"You fricking illiterate…leave, leave, just get out of my eyes! Our date is cancelled!"

She gestured her arms making a cross, grabbed her bag and dashed out of the restaurant, leaving every single person in a daze.

Thus, she was a hopeless case again.