#neverglot

Victor wasn't sure this was such a great idea anymore. Meeting Victoria just to...catch up was terrifying in itself. The fact that it had seemed like eons made it worse though. He'd been early. A bit too early but he'd rather be punctual than later. So, he waited and while he did he nervously fiddled with a string on his sweater. He wondered if he should order for them, so her tea would be hot upon arrival, but immediately after that thought crossed he decided against it. Besides, what if she'd wanted coffee that day instead? Each time the little bells above the entrance chimed Victor would look up in hopes to see his fiancee. The word 'fiancee' was a sensitive subject and Victor still wasn't sure how he felt about the whole thing. He felt he had a duty to do, but stuck in a new town? Possibilities were endless. When the door chimed he once again looked up, this time seeing Victoria walk inside. As she approached the table he stood up quickly but no words came out. Should he pull her chair out for her? No, surely she was capable of doing that herself and he didn't want to insult her. He settled on a calm greeting instead. "Victoria...hello. It's...it's nice to see you."