I was sitting at a restaurant with Evangeline right now. She had accepted my date proposal, but because she spent so long getting ready, it was already evening. Honestly, I'm not really the dating type, but I'm trying my best for now. Of course, it would be nice if Evangeline could finally make a decision after struggling for about ten minutes on what to eat.
"So, what did you choose?"
Evangeline flinched at my question and, embarrassed, placed the menu on the table. As she put the menu down, she lightly rubbed her face and avoided eye contact, staying silent. A period of silence followed. Her indecisiveness was starting to get on my nerves. She was really difficult, but slowly and patiently, I had to approach this situation.
"What's available?" I asked, wrinkling my face.
