Eric

Lo shakes her head and is about to close the app when a message appears.
'Seemingly we've found something intriguing in each other, I'm glad. How is your morning?'
It's from Eric, a simple message, but nevertheless... Can Lo really tell him how her morning is? How she's wearing very mismatched clothes, had no breakfast and probably still has yesterdays smeared make up around her eyes because she's so very late. How attractive! Does she even want him to be attracted to her? A 48 year old man? No. No it's too weird. He could be her father! A very young father, but still. So Lo takes the deep plunge and responds straight away.
'Well I am super late, very hungry and got no sleep at all, also I look a mess. How is your morning?'
She smiles and looks out the window at the buildings rushing by, lit up by the rising sun this city is really beautiful in it's own broken down sort of way.
'A girl who knows the importance of being earnest, I appreciate that. Glorifying yourself is simply a way of slowing down your own progress. I'm having quite a terrible morning as well, had to get to work very early because of a conference call with our office in Tokyo. And I'm getting hungry too as it's been a few hours since breakfast. What do you do for a living, you're on your way to work I assume?'
Lo is surprised at the quick rate he's responding in, she's not even half way on her bus ride to the clothing store she works in. It's a fairly posh store in the business part of town and she's sure her boss will be very displeased at the state of her appearance today. Most days actually, if the boss hadn't been so busy Lo's sure she would have started the recruiting process for someone new by now.
'I work at La Chouette, a clothing store, mostly behind the counter, it's not very rewarding but it pays the bills! What newspaper do you work at?'
A few minutes pass and no response from Eric, which is normal I suppose, Lo thought as she gets off the bus and unlocks the door to the store. She has a few minutes before the morning meeting to try and freshen up in the bathroom.
The day is going by slowly, even though it's busy due to the sunny weather and the guests are actually fairly polite for once. Probably because Lo keeps looking at her phone waiting for that red flame to pop up. Why does she care so much? Why does he not respond? Maybe she's not posh enough for him. Or maybe he was hoping she'd be a student still. 'What a creep. Pervert. A school uniform, that's what he'd like to see her in, ugh' She thought to herself trying to shut down the want for him but somehow that just made it worse. A perverted old man. Though, maybe he's not THAT old... Her thoughts are as babbling as always as she looks up at the big cast iron clock on the wall, 11:30, meaning thirty minutes until her lunch break and suddenly Lo felt a surge of hunger filling her whole body, making her weak at the knees. A vibration in her pocket wakes Lo from her thoughts.
'That's where I buy all my socks, lovely little store, it's just around the corner from NYT, I thought I recognized you.'
Her heart drops. How embarrassing! Why does she always show up at work looking a mess? This is terrible. He'll never want to... Again her train of thought gets disturbed by the vibration of her phone.
'I am starving as I said before and I really am not fond of too much chit chat over this thing. How about I take you out for lunch today? Does 12 work?'