Another V day alone

((*hasn't rped much lately* Just a warning.))





Ithen wandered through the city streets glancing at the windows as he past them. In one of these glances he saw he was by a small diner, and entered.
As soon as he got inside the door a young waitress came up to him and smiled. He smiled back, then looked boredly away. 'Will you be eating alone?' she asked.
Way to make me feel great... he thought, moving his gaze back to her.
'Why yes, I will.' He said, feigning a smile.
As she led him to a small table in the back he surveyed the room, their were only a few others; mostly couples. He made a face, and then realized the waitress had stopped. She stood expectantly by a small booth, the cusioned seats were worn and spotted with stains. 'Is this good?' she asked.
'It's lovely.' He said inclining his head to her. He then flopped himself in one of the seats and closed his eyes immidiatly. The sound of his menu being laid on the table and feet shuffling away came to him, but he kept his eyes closed, deciding to take a nap.

He sat for a few moments, not sure where he was, then sat up quickly. 'I was just...pondering what to order.' He said quickly, then cleared his throat. Glancing at the menu he said the first thing he saw, 'I'll get the cheese ravioli please.'
It was only then that he looked to who had spoken. He sat for a few monets, then lookrd at her outfit. 'You're not a waitress are you?'
He looked down, aparantly thinking to himself. 'No...no you're not...'
He sat like this for a few moments, staring at his knees, and then he snapped out of it.
He looked quickly to the girl and said, 'Sorry about that. I though you were the waitress, come to kick me out for sleeping here.' He smiled and said, 'Would you like to sit?' And gestured to the seat across from him.

He laughed at this. 'While I'm flattered by your assumption, I'm afraid not all women are as brave as you. To come speak with me and then, further, to sit? It's quite impressive really.' He laughed again, and continued, 'I'm not exactly the most popular person. Most likely people are offended that I don't pay attention to them.' He sighed, and shook his head sadly, 'I try to explain; their just boring. But they never seem to want to listen. So, in short, you can stay if you want.'
He then looked to her with a quirky smile, 'I'm sorry, all this talk and I haven''t even introduced myself. My name's Ithen.' He extended a hand to her, smiling.
'And I'll just wait for the waitress to come, though thank you for the offer.'




((blah, blah, blah....I make him talk too mcuh >.<))

'Unfortunately,' he replied, shaking her hand, then taking his back and placing it on the table.
'I suppose you're right about valentines day. It's not excatly the best feeling to be alone around so many couples.' He tried to ignore the couple in another booth who had begun kissing.
'Though, I suppose if your on a date this day might actually be enjoyable.' He smiled ruefully, 'Not that I would really know.'
His eyes drifted down to teh table and he strumed his fingers on his knees. Then, remembring what she'd said before he commented, 'You seem fairly brave to me. I mean, braver than some people at least.' He grinned, 'And I still have to give you points for daring to approach me.-Not that you should be afraid,' he added quickly, not wanting her to go. 'Just saying.'

He shrugged, 'Well, I suppose I'm partly just bragging. But people do tend to think I'm a bit strange for one reason or another.' He saw the waitress walking by and sat up, attemting to get her attention. She failed to see him however, and walked past.
He made a face, 'What do I have to do? Flag her down?' He glanced at the red napkin on the table, no doubt this color as an attempt to be festive on this holiday, but thought better of it.
'I suppose I'll just wait...' He closed his eyes, his head inclined to the girl to show he was still listening. He was aware that he hadn't really answered her question, and wondered what she would say next, he found her suprisingly interesting.