Dinner date

What to do, what to do. 

I couldn't stop pacing around my room. The time is 6:45 and I still didn't know who to cancel on.

I could cancel on Miles. But he told me he had already made a reservation at steak house. That place takes time to get a reservation. It takes weeks to get booked. 

Or I could cancel on Nick. But it's been a long time since we've actually hung out. Each time we met, we were always arguing. Now he wants to take me out on my birthday, and I still feel bad for calling him a sick bastard the other day. 

Oof. What do I do?

I sit down on my bed with a sigh as I fondle with my phone. 

I really couldn't make up my mind. I'm not dressed yet, and time is going fast. 

Ten minutes later, and I still couldn't choose. 

So I walked to my desk, brought out a paper and pen, wrote each of their names on each side of the paper, scrunched the paper together and shaked it together in my hands.