This had to be the worst date ever. She had agreed to meet Tasha on Valentine’s Day and Tasha just sat there talking about herself all evening. Julie was unable to get a word in at all and had resorted to drinking. The cute waitress with long brown hair shot her an understanding smile. Julie smiled back. After the date ended she walked to the waiting taxi.
“Excuse me miss you forgot your receipt.” Julie turned, the cute waitress handed the receipt to her and left. Written on the other side was the name “Amy” and a phone number.
This was written with the prompt provided by the Carrot Farm February 14 Flash Fiction Challenge. This weeks prompt was valentines, which included Valentine’s Day, the exchange, love for another, romance, or friendship.
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