While I was on a date, the bill came, and the waitress said, “Sir, your card was declined.”
My date’s face turned pale with embarrassment, and I could feel the awkwardness settle between us like a heavy fog.
Neither of us said much as we gathered our things to leave.
It was one of those moments where pride and uncertainty collided, and I wasn’t sure how the evening would end.
But when we walked out, something unexpected happened.
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