A table for one
Once a week, I go on a date. With myself. The first time I asked for a table for one, the host hesitated, glancing at the entrance behind me, as if waiting for the rest of my group…
Once a week, I go on a date. With myself. The first time I asked for a table for one, the host hesitated, glancing at the entrance behind me, as if waiting for the rest of my group…