We look at each other for a second.

“I love her.”

“I know.”

“….Any second now right?”

“Uh huh. Any second…”

We both look at our cell phones, lying in the middle of the table.

“Shane, y’know I swear if my cell phone rings, I’ll jump up onto this table and kill you”

“I doubt you can even stand up… how many beers did you have 20?!”

“Trust me, I’ll  get up”

“……Its 3 o’clock in the afternoon… we’ve been waiting since what? 8am?”

“8:30.”

“… Are you sure you want to do this? I mean,”

“Shane what if she doesn’t call you, but then, you’d think that you’ve won anyway, and you go to the were the house should be, feeling happy and hopeful and just when you get there, you’re getting out of the car…. She calls you and says hey you’re not the one?”

“You have a point…”

“We both deserve her… damn. Are you sure she doesn’t have a twin sister?” we laugh.

“We could always clone her, I’m sure she’ll be up for that…” we both laugh again.

“Excuse me,” we look to the lady sitting right behind us “Sorry to interrupt but… your cell phone is ringing.

We both look at each other not wanting to look down to see whose cell is it.

All we hear is its steady ring… ring… ring…

I’m thanked my lucky stars that we didn’t have a different ring tones. I could hear my heart beating so fast, I’m afraid I might lose this one too. So fucking scared… both of our faces pale with fright.

If I don’t die of a heart attack now… I will never will.

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“5 hours late, 5! Stupid son of a bitch.”

I can’t believe she did this, fuck…. After all I went through and, FUCK. Now I can’t even call the other one, since she definitely won’t take me because she already knows I didn’t pick her.

I told her, I gave her the speech, ‘I’m sorry, but you aren’t the one’