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She struggles to keep herself still. Her left hand playing with her earrings, her right one fidgeting through her hair. She knots her hair up in a bun, pulls down wisps of hair here and there. She checks herself out in the compact mirror she just pulled out from her bag, scrunched her face in dislike and took the elastic off her head. Her hair falls beautifully around her face. Better. She actually likes this better than the bun. She smiles at herself in the mirror, then stops as if in shock. She has lipstick stains on her teeth. She tugs at her table napkin and hastily wipes the blood-red paint off her pearly whites. She smiles again, and smiles wider now that she has fixed the mistake.

She takes a sip of her water and leaves a perfect lip stain on the glass. She seems to like it as she did not try to wipe this one off. She looks at her watch and sighs loudly, disappointment and slight annoyance clear in her expression. Her dinner companion is running pretty late. She reaches for her phone at the table, taps at the screen and sends a message. She puts it back on the table, and the phone immediately blinks back to life. She breathes a sigh of relief as she finished reading the message. Her companion must be arriving soon enough. She pats her hair in place and settles back down into her chair.

Her face lights up as a man enters the restaurant. She sits a little taller giving a vigorous wave and beckons the man over. She picks off her bag from the seat beside her, clearly wanting the man to sit close to her. But the man takes the seat across the table, gives her a brief smile that does not quite reach his eyes. She reaches out her hands to touch him, he moves a quarter of an inch away. She did not miss the gesture and retracts her hands as if she’d been burnt. A thousand thoughts runs through her mind, all of them leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. She squirms in her seat. She struggles to keep herself still.