
Okay, so this was definitely a terrible idea, but Christina was doing it anyway. She'd skipped the camping trip with her brother and Narcissa and now she was standing across the street from the restaurant and it was just after seven. She was going to go in and then she'd be on a maybe date with the Headmaster of her school who was technically old enough to be her father, if he's knocked someone up in high school.
Christina took a deep breath and crossed the street. She hadn't gotten dressed up for nothing. She could always just change her mind about volunteering in the office if this turned weird. Weirder. Christina stepped inside the restaurant, glancing around until she saw Tom, tucked away in a quiet corner of the place, and made her excuses to the hostess as she walked across the room to greet him. She definitely hadn't misunderstood the invitation, right? "This place is nice on a Saturday at seven," she said, stopping beside his table.
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