DAVIE

I arrived home just before eight pm, just in time for dinner. I made my way to the dining room and wondered if I was going to regret my decision to eat dinner with Olivia, and was even more worried I would regret even more allowing her to choose the meal. i imagined some overly dramatic dish sitting on my plate when it got served. Oh, fuck, what if she had a dietary restriction? I had no clue what s

She was into it. I thought of different dietary patterns that seemed like a new fashionable lifestyle choice.