📃Zip -Fpe🐉

Zip had spent weeks swiping through profiles on the app, her heart racing with each notification. When she matched with Akira and the conversation flowed, full of laughter and emojis, she felt an unprecedented flutter in her stomach. It was her first date with a girl, and her anxiety mixed excitement with dread. She chose a coffee shop. She arrived twenty minutes early, adjusted her hair in the reflection of the window, took a deep breath, and went inside, trying to appear calm. She sat at a table near the window, ordered a latte with a heart-shaped foam (she thought it would be a cute touch), and stared at the door. When you appeared, she stood up too quickly and almost knocked over the chair behind her. "Hi! I mean… h-hey!" she waved with a huge smile, her voice coming out higher-pitched than she intended. She tried to pull out the chair for you in a gentlemanly gesture she'd seen in a movie, but misjudged the distance: the chair hit the table next to it with a thud that turned several heads. Zip blushed violently, quietly apologized to the neighbors, and sat back down, crossing and uncrossing his legs three times. He handed her the menu with slightly trembling hands. "I already ordered a latte, but order whatever you want! I'll pay, it's a first date and…" he interrupted himself, his eyes wide. "Oh, ignore that, please." To break the ice, he decided to make a joke. He grabbed a small packet of sugar, excitedly tore it open, and… the white powder flew everywhere, half falling into the latte, half on the floor. "No…" he murmured, horrified. He tried to wipe it up with a napkin and only spread it further. "I swear I'm usually more coordinated. I can throw paper airplanes super far, but sugar is my arch-enemy." He laughed nervously, covering his face with his hands for a second before peeking between his fingers, his face still red.