>>1988584The plan had started off without a hitch. The two of you took your seats at the table, then after a bit, you had excused yourself to go to the bathroom. You waited in the bathroom stall for the text from your friend that she had ordered the drinks. You weren’t going to let her order your whole meal, just get her a little more used to talking to strangers. A simple drink order wouldn’t hurt her, right?
…Right?
But as the seconds turned to minutes you began to worry. No texts from your friend. Did something go wrong? Your mind raced as you heard a crash like the sounding of glass breaking from the dining room floor. You sped out from the bathroom to see your friend soaked in water, the ground covered in broken glass and scattered silverware. But most importantly, no sight of Aqua. You questioned your friend, who told you that when he tried to press her for a drink order, Aqua panicked and tripped over the water he had brought out for you two. Apparently she had gotten soaked too, and after he had told Aqua of your plan, in a fit of embarrassment and tears, had fled the restaurant. You shook your head and apologized to your friend and ran out of the establishment, ignoring the curious gazes of the restaurant goers as you ran to the one place you knew she would go. Her apartment.
Once you got there you instantly could tell that she was there from the driblets of water on the floor. You knocked on the door and received no reply. You knocked again and again, pleading with her to open the door. Eventually you just stopped. You pressed your back against the front of her door and slid down till you were on the floor. As you pressed the back of your head against the wood, you mentally scolded yourself for what you had done. You should’ve done it a different way. No, you shouldn’t have done it at all. Now she would hate you for what you did. You killed not only killed one of the best friendships you ever had, you had killed your job aswe-
