“Alright, JB. I can get behind this,“ Michael nodded and spoke lightly to himself with a contagious charisma as Rihanna was brought towards the table by the hostess. He had arrived early to the restaurant, hoping to get a drink in to calm his nerves before his mystery date showed. Working on his second drink now, he stood up from the table as she got closer, a large grin on his face when she finally got close enough to realize she’d been set up with him.
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