kiesha
A half-smile formed on his lips behind the mask, and a low sigh escaped from his mouth. He grabbed another bottle of alcohol to drink, but his eyes were suddenly drawn to two people seated at a table a distance away from him. He subconsciously dropped the bottle on the counter and turned his head to stare at the young man, smiling widely at a pretty young lady seated opposite him on the round table.
"Will you go out on a date with me?" The young man asked the young lady, and instead of a reply, the young lady's eyes darted around and she lowered her head as though shy.
Beads of sweat began to drip from the young man's head as the wide smile on his face turned into a nervous one. He stared at the young woman with anticipation in his blue eyes. From his facial expression, one could tell that he had a hard time mustering enough courage to propose a date to the young lady.