After a week of postponing the date, Angel has finally agreed to give her date a chance. That very day she prepared for her dinner date with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Yuki was the one who chose her outfit for the date before she left Angela's place in Tokyo. She had a great taste in fashion. A flowing, deep red gown that accentuated her curves and brought out the warmth in her complexion. She also took her time to style her long brunette hair, silky and smooth, and let them down her back like soft waves. Following Yuki's advice she enhanced her look with a touch of makeup, a subtle shimmer on her eyelids and a delicate liner to her brown eyes that made them appear even larger and more expressive. A soft blush dust on her cheeks, giving her a natural glow, while a classic red lipstick completed her look, adding a pop of color that matched her dress perfectly. The twins Liya and Lia teased her because it was very rare to see her with makeup. The teenagers didn't miss the opportunity to tease her about it. Angela sighed deeply, as she stood in front of the glass door of the expensive restaurant Yuki had selected for the blind date. She said a short silent prayer and stepped in. Immediately, she was greeted by the soft glow of dimmed lights and the gentle murmur of conversation in the room. Angela had imagined the place to be classic since it's an expensive restaurant, but the reality is way above her expectations. The people in there don't look like average citizens and her outfit seems to scream low budget. As she towards a hostess for inquiries. She suddenly felt as if all heads turned towards her. Maybe she's just overthinking it. She felt her heart racing nervously. She intentionally arrived at the restaurant earlier than planned to avoid the pressure of being watched by her date when she arrived. She hadn’t been on a date in five years, and the thought of it filled her with nervous energy, not like Antonio and her had an actual date, so this could be her first ever official date. She drew a deep breath and approached the hostess, who smiled warmly at her. “Good evening, ma’am. Do you have a reservation?” “Yes, I do,” Angela replied, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. “It’s under Yuki.” The hostess quickly checked the reservation list and nodded. “Right this way, please.” Angela followed the hostess to her table. The hostess led her to a cozy table by the window, offering a view of the city streets outside. “Here you go,” the hostess said with a smile. “Your server will be with you shortly.” “Thank you,” Angela replied, taking a seat. She placed her hands in her lap, fiddling with her fingers as she tried to calm her nervousness and racing thoughts. She couldn’t help but wonder what her blind date would be like. She saw his profile picture of course, but she can't expect him to look the same. Also, she's curious about his character and personality. He quite sounds nice when they chatted, yet she can't help but wonder if he will be perfect for her. Would he be kind and caring in life? Was she ready for this, after all these years? The questions swirled in her mind, adding to her already mounting anxiety. Just then another server, a Japanese waitress, arrived to take her drink order. Angela managed a polite smile. She read the name tag on the Waitress. HINATA “What drink would you like to take, ma'am?” “I’ll have a glass of water for now, please,” she said. The lady nodded and quickly departed, leaving Angela alone with her thoughts once more. Angela couldn't help but admire the waitress, she had a very impressive body that's rare in Japan due to their beauty standards and also gorgeous too. Her thoughts went back to her worries concerning her date. She waited impatiently for her date, glancing at the door every few minutes. Her nerves were growing with each passing second and her heart pounding. She thought of texting him, but on second thought, she waved it off. She didn’t want to appear too eager. However, she also didn’t want to appear disinterested. It was a delicate balance, and she found herself constantly adjusting her posture, smoothing her dress, and checking her reflection in her compact mirror. I wonder what he will think of me. She thought. Another female server passed by and handed her the menu. Angela accepted it gratefully, though she barely glanced at the options. Her mind was too preoccupied to focus on food. She wondered about the man she was about to meet and how successful or unsuccessful her first date in many years would be. This will be her first step back into the world of romance, and she hopes that it will go smoothly. They can also part ways peacefully if they are incompatible. She closed her eyes and sighed. “I am so anxious”…