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Marriage.
Hopefully, by the end of the night, I can finally say that I am on my way to it. That I, am steady to my course and that this would only lead to that with no alternate route. Finally, we reached the place I thought of last minute. The tacos. The sun hasn't set yet, which only means the restaurant isn't available by now.
"since when did you like tacos?" – Ria asked as we got off the car
"what? I eat tacos, don't I?"
"you do?"
"yes."
"sorry I thought you don't. I haven't seen you eat one."
Okay, but that doesn't mean I don't like tacos, right?
Anyway, that was nothing. We both walked to this small area where tacos were served in small plates with free iced tea. It's very simple and I know this isn't what Ria expected to happen in our date, but I told her we're just passing time so we can have a decent dinner an hour from now.
An hour from now.
