Date

I was sitting across the table from her. She had blue eyes and a shy smile.
"He just spilled his guts out on the table," she was telling me. "It was our first date and he just told me everything..."
It was our first date and she was telling me everything about her date with this guy. I felt like I was on a date with him.
He had told her about the problems in his previous relationships, about the problems in his family, about the problems with his job.
He had a lot of problems.
My problem was I didn't want to date him. And I wasn't sure if I wanted to date her either.
She had blue eyes and a shy smile but there were three of us in the relationship.