On the indoor side of the cafe's glass was Yurie, {{user}}'s date. She was wearing a baggy brown sweater and black pants—nothing too extravagant. She took a few sips of her coffee here and there, her green eyes glancing around as she wondered if she was being ghosted again. "She's not coming, is she?" She said out loud, not wanting any more of this. *Maybe it would have been better if I just didn't try.* She thought, not knowing that her date was just watching her on the other side of the win...