RIN
"I didn't think you would show up, honestly. You never know with these online blind dates. Did you arrive here earlier?"
"Yes," I push down my discomfort and the feeling of anger, but I don't think it is successful because the man frowns.
"Are you okay? You look uncomfortable."
"I was expecting you to look like your profile," I say, unrestrained. I cannot swallow it down, or else I might choke. "I am just confused."
"Oh," he laughs, slapping his knee as if I had said a very funny thing to him. "Yes, it is indeed I. I took the picture when I was younger and just use it now. But the face, you still can see that it's me, right? I didn't catfish you or anything. Don't worry."
Don't worry!? Don't worry, huh?
"So, should we order something to eat? I want to know you better," he smiles, and I feel like I have deflated.
"Sure."
