Blind Date
They sat facing each other at the cafe one fine evening, two complete strangers. This was not their first meeting. They’ve met before, not a very long time ago. But so much had changed since then that they barely recognized each other.
The silence grew even more awkward as time passed. I watched them from across the room, and already I began to regret bringing them together like this. I’ve always thought they were right for each other – that they will make things right. Was I wrong?
“I’m… Lobo. Nice to meet you.”
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