16 - Fettuccine Alfredo
ARIADNA
I am pretending to do something on my phone, but I try to look at the sat nav next to my Uber driver. I don't know why I feel the need to conceal my intention, but I do it anyway.
I look up while my head is facing down, straining my eyes but I feel a small victory when I see the ETA is 2 minutes.
I have this weird feeling in my gut, similar to when I am about to see Dean. Maybe I am just hoping so bad he will be there, that I can physically feel it.
We pulled up in front of a very busy Italian restaurant. I hope the guys made a reservation, otherwise there's no way we can find a table.
I immediately get greeted by Carol who tells me the others are already inside but she didn't want me to walk in alone.
I feel my eyes watering at her kindness. That is
