Date Night

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At this point, I did not know what was happening. I had come out with him? I mean there's nothing wrong with him but I have never hung out with him. How did this happen? 

I entered the bathroom, looked at myself in the mirror and just stood there. The only thing that was missing was a cigarette so I could spend at least 5 whole minutes doing something because this was weird to me. 

He looked dazed and I felt the alcohol hitting already. The only weird thing was that we had just arrived and the first thing, before even going to our table, that I did was hit the bathroom because of how spontaneous this plan was. So, yeah. I had no alcohol in my body but I still felt... inebriated? And not the good kind. The confused kind. 

After spending 5 minutes, I let out a sigh and decided to just go ahead and let the night take me wherever it goes. 

"Sorry. Have you been waiting out here for a while? Did we not get a table?" I asked him. 

The restaurant was one of those kinds. Outdoorsy, mostly lit up with fairy lights and loud music. We got a table in one of the corners. I was still feeling a little confused but I was trying to consciously tell myself that I am just overthinking this whole situation and to get a hold of myself. He still looked dazed. So, in this situation that I was in, I decided it's just better to take charge so the night can progress in the direction that I would prefer it to go. 

Finally, after all of the events that unfolded, things started to feel normal again. I didn't feel as confused. He seemed to be coming out of his daze. We ordered food and drinks. The music was loud. The lights were dim. It was a good feeling. 

"Finally. FINALLY," I thought. Overthinking never does anyone any good. 

"I'm going to go use the washroom," he said to me. 

"Okay." 

As I sat there waiting for him to come back, I looked around. It was a crowded Friday night. The waiters were busy. The people were enjoying. No one really cared about this corner of the table. And I liked that. It's always fun to people watch and not be watched. 

Ten minutes passed and there was still no sign of him. I just assumed he was taking a dump. But then fifteen minutes passed and I started to get restless. Needless to say, I didn't care if he was taking a dump, I was bored and I looked like an idiot sitting here alone. 

Half an hour passed and I thought he just left. But that was not possible because I would see him leaving. The exit was right next to me. I got annoyed and went to check on him. As I got up from my chair, I felt lightheaded. I assumed it to be the alcohol. I ignored it and I went to look for him. 

As I was walking through the restaurant looking for him, I saw him standing in front of the bathroom door. I walked over to him and I was about to ask him what he had been doing for so long when I noticed that he was staring. He was staring at the door. He looked lost. I shook him by his shoulder. Nothing. I looked at him and then at the bathroom door, and back at him. I opened the door to see what or who he was waiting for. But the bathroom was empty. 

I was confused. But I was also inebriated. I didn't know what was what and which was which. But I knew that something was wrong because it felt wrong. 

I stood there with him. Concerned. Scared. Confused. Deciding. 

I looked around to see if there was someone who could help me but no one noticed this grown man standing in between a way to an essential room. And what I didn't- 

"The door. It's fascinating, isn't it?" 

"Yeah" 

"The door..." 

"Yeah" 

"The book" 

"Yeah" 

"Everything is..." 

And I never saw him again. 



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