TD-Yukiryuu

You sit on a bench in front of a small diner. This is the fifth time Dick has been late and you know the reasons why. You sigh as you stare at your phone screen, hoping that a text message or a call may come in. But nothing. It's seven-thirty and he should've been here by seven. You shake your head, having no hope that he'll come. You stand up from the bench, sliding your back over your shoulder. You knew the dating Dick would be hard to manage, but it always seem to disappoint you. You start heading for your apartment, maybe somehow you'd bump into him on your way. Just then your cell rings, a course of excitement jumps through your body.