She introduced herself and Avery seemed to guess that his predictions of her seemed to increasingly suggest she might be his match. He never specified it; but in the back of his mind, he always kind of knew the girls with nicknames that end in an “ee” sound, especially similar to hers with some sort of repetition were always the best people. It had theatre kid energy in a way too, someone who likes drama and has flair. He always liked the theatre girls in high school, but he never wanted to pursue them. He always thought they’d think he was ugly.
And now, he had not still grown too much confidence, but he was aware he looked different. If he wanted to do it now, he could comfortably cross his legs, or ride a plane without worrying about spilling onto the other seat… and tactfully, that made sense, but sometimes he forgot that besides him feeling it, others saw it. She, in particular, had called him handsome, and he was especially flattered because at one point in his life, that was rare.
“That’s a pretty name.” He spoke kindly trying to please her, then inquired. “Whats the origin?”
Back in london, Avrey was used to meeting a relatively diverse set of people, but never had he met a “Chinyere.” He wondered what the story might be behind it, or if she fit the name meaning.
He almost told her his name, beginning to talk, but then she went to speak, and he withdrew, letting her talk. She tried to guess his name, which he did not know whether or not to consider as flirty, but it was surprisingly impressive. She must have had a really good intuition.
“Siah is actually my middle name!” He said, with a light amount of excitement in the words. "It’s technically in Hebrew, but I’m actually Muslim because I lived in the uk all of my life, but some of my relatives were Egyptian.” He smiled slightly as he shared, hoping she would be interested in what he way saying.
Realizing emphasised texthe had gone off on a tangent, Avery changed back the topic of conversation that she had been aiming at. “Sorry,” Avery chuckled politely. “My name is Avery, which is very close to Aidan. So you’re still right by default.” Avery spoke, letting her win because she was cute to him, or maybe he was just being a Sagittarius…
Not surprisingly, Chi-chi had ordered a fruity, strawberry drink, which he found endearing. He had been thinking it was not his thing to drink his go-to on the first afternoon of the dating show, but he was beginning to consider it, mostly just so Chi-Chi wouldn’t be drinking again.
He then looked around to see the bottles and materials the bartender used, trying to come up with something but instead, he decided to ask her for her input, with the same sass she gave him of courses “So, chi-chi, what do you think I should have after I finish this water!
This sucks
But it had to be done