Part 2: The Invitation
I am a designer so for the most part of my day I am seated at my computer. I loved my job back then; it gave me a sense of importance and purpose at that company (or so I would like to think). Coming up with designs from scratch that clients liked and appreciated was the best part. Nothing important was going on in my life. Emotionally, I was a wreck. Having gone through a terrible breakup with a narcissist a month prior, it took a toll on me. I hated myself and questioned a lot of things in my life. I still do to date but I thank God for guiding me through it all.
The nice gentleman slipped my mind for days after that night at the club. My life went on as usual … work, home, repeat. Quite a boring life if you can put it that way. I hardly went out, the only friends I had were my colleagues then. We fell out of cos after some time. But there was one particular girl I worked with … story for another day.
One day, out of the blues, I receive a text. “Hi it´s John” *this is a pseudo name*. I didn´t remember him at first. Even with the cute profile picture on his WhatsApp didn´t ring a bell. We talked for a while, on and off. A few months later, John sends me an invitation to a birthday party of one of his friends. I didn´t think much of it at that time, neither did I promise to attend.
One afternoon at work, I came across that invitation again while scrolling through my phone and I said to myself, why not. I could use a breather. I clocked off work at 5.30pm. Walked home with my colleagues and bought dinner on the way. The loner that I was, I had completely forgotten about the party. I cooked dinner, took a shower and finally sat down for a few minutes.
Scrolling through my socials with a number of things running through my mind, I opened our chat conversations and started reading them through. The party was to start at 8pm, it was 7.45pm seated on my couch with no care in the world. It took me a few minutes to convince myself, got changed and called a cab.
I had made a new friend at the office, so she called me on my way to that party and I told her where I was going. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I am meeting this cute guy and a bit scared because I didn´t know what was going to happen.