A pretty, young woman walks quickly towards the far end of the restaurant. Soon she disappears behind two brass elevator doors. Your stare drops downward to the small note you had written for yourself, then back at your own reflection in the elevator doors. People momentarily chuckle and mutter to each other, then continue on with another important
dinner...
Meanwhile, the lump in your throat begins to choke you and your hands start to shake. You may think you are already there, but... You are about
to have the worst day of your life.
34th place (out of 37) in the 5th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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