I tuck my hair behind my ear as I slipped inside the ice cream shop, quickly scanning the tables to see if I recognized anyone there. I didn't. Mostly because the store was empty beyond the two employees. I bit my lip, wishing again that the windows hadn't been tinted so I couldn't see inside. I usually prefer to not be the first one there when we met up like this. I always felt awkward sitting there by myself with the staff staring at me. But it wasn't like I could just walk outside again now that I'd entered as I'd only look twice as foolish. Steeling myself to feel the worker's eyes on me, I took the closest seat, glancing out the window. Where were they? I'd come five minutes late on purpose to avoid this. Why did they have to be late too?
-Inspiration from meeting up with people at Baskin Robbins
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