Hey! Sorry for the late update. Here's chapter two; things are about to get a bit interesting!
After the decision was made, Blue quickly sprang into action. That very next day, a reservation for two was made at the one of the restaurants down the corner. The one that used to be a fast food joint. The new owner renovated the place with all new decorations, walls, and kitchen appliances. It wasn't that much better than the old restaurant, but it was still an improvement.
Much like the day earlier, it was incredibly dreary out. The only difference was that this time, it was actually snowing. A light powder had formed on the sidewalks and streets.
It was near eight o'clock when Yellow left her house. Bundled up in a black peacoat and a light orange scarf, she slowly made her way towards the restaurant. She didn't own a car, as it never had much use in the city.
"This is ridiculous," Yellow groaned to herself. A moment later, almost as if someone was listening, a harsh gust of wind suddenly blew in her direction. She automatically tightened the sides of her coat together in response. "I can't imagine what this other guy is thinking… coming out in the snow like this."
Luckily for her, the trip was a short one. She made quick pace in getting inside, as it was much warmer than standing out in the snow. Glancing around the restaurant, she quickly noticed that it was empty. Yellow immediately thought about what had happened, and how much of a bad idea it was in the first place. Before she could even begin to think, one of the workers walked over to her and began to speak.
"Are you the one who actually reserved a table?" he asked, pointing at a paper in his hand. "For two?"
"Me?" Yellow asked, only to have him nod in response. "Well kinda… my friend was the one who called you. She set up this whole date thing," she tried to explain, though it was easy to notice she was becoming flustered just by thinking about it. "Yeah…"
"Oh," the man bluntly commented. He managed to catch on to her embarrassment. "You can take a seat anywhere. It's cool."
"Thanks," she said in response. After debating her options, Yellow decided to sit down at one of the booths in the back. She waited quietly, using her phone as she did so.
A few minutes passed before the door in the front opened yet again. A tall, young man in a heavy winter jacket burst in; he had to be the guy Blue set her up with. He began to chat with the man in the front. This gave Yellow a few minutes to prepare herself before he came over. She used the front camera on her phone to double check she looked alright. Hair? Fine. Makeup? Barely noticeable, but still there nonetheless.
Her eyes glanced up for a split moment to spot the man walking towards her. She had to admit, he was incredibly handsome. Yellow frantically glanced back down at her phone in an attempt to look casual. It was quite convincing, and one would only notice if they had the power to read minds.
"Hello? Are you Blue's friend?" She heard him ask. Yellow took a deep breath and slowly looked up at him.
"Yes, I'm Yellow," she said with a sigh. It just came out.
The young man paused for a moment before speaking again. "Nice to meet you, Yellow. The name's Red."
Yellow nodded her head in acknowledgement. She then motioned for him to sit down, to which he did. The two sat in awkward silence for the next minute.
"So," Red began to say, awkwardly twiddling his thumbs. Yellow expectantly looked up at him. "You said you're a friend of Blue's?"
This prompted a small grin to form on the young woman's lips. "I guess you can say that," she said. "We've been friends since college; she took the same history class as me," she continued to explain. Red laughed in response, and was about to say something until the waiter came over.
It was the same man who greeted Yellow earlier; he handed the two a pair of menus and some napkins.
"Do you guys want anything?" he asked, pulling out a small note pad and a pen.
Yellow slowly nodded her head. "I'll just have a tea."
"Coffee, please," Red added. Upon hearing the orders placed, the waiter began to scribble mindlessly on his small pad. With a small grin, he waved at the two before making his leave.
Yellow glanced out the window. It was still dark, but street lights made it all a bit more visible. Small flakes of snow fluttered down from the grey skies, and the street appeared as if it was a large sea of white; there were no cars in sight, and all of the roads were abandoned. Honestly, it was quite surreal that the two of them showed up to this date.
"As I was saying," Red said with a nervous laugh. "Blue's a good friend of mine too. We've known each other since high school. Sorry if she forced you into this; she has a tendency to become a bit too involved with other people's lives."
"Same to you," Yellow replied. "The weather's pretty rough out. I feel bad you had to show up."
"Well-"
"I think," she continued, accidentally cutting off Red. The two politely laughed. "You can say what you wanted, sorry!"
Red stopped laughing a moment after. "Well, I didn't have that much of an issue. Besides, I knew I wouldn't hear the end of it if I didn't show up."
"Definitely!" Yellow exclaimed in agreement. "Blue would probably get on me about not giving her idea a chance."
"Or about how I'll never be happy if I try!"
Yellow grinned in response. "Exactly what I thought."
The waiter showed up again, but this time, he was carrying a large tray that held two mugs on it. They were both steaming hot. He carefully placed each drink in front of the two before saying, "All right, enjoy. Call me over if you need anything."
"Thank you," Red said, with Yellow nodding her head in agreement. The waiter then made his leave. Sighing with content, Yellow picked up her tea bag and carefully placed it in the hot water. Red took notice of this, and began to prepare his own coffee as well. Three sugars with cream: just how he liked it.
"So would you say this was successful?" Red asked with a smirk, stirring his coffee around with a spoon.
"Enough to meet a new friend," Yellow replied with a smile. After a moment of thought she added, "What should we tell Blue?"
It took him a moment to think about the situation at hand. Despite Blue's good intentions, constant comments about his lack of a love life were annoying. Incredibly irksome, really. He knew Yellow was going through the same thing, so telling Blue the date didn't work could prove even more troublesome than before. Just then, an idea appeared. Red's grin grew wider. "How about we let her have what she wants? You know, just so she can get off our backs?"
"Are you suggesting what I think you are?" Yellow asked slowly. He only nodded his head in response.
"We'll just pretend date for a month or two, and then boom," he explained, widely gesturing his hands. "We suddenly break up because we're better as friends."
"Are… are you sure?" Yellow asked, a slight frown forming on her face. "That would be lying."
"Look," Red said. "I'm not one for lying, but I think we can both agree that getting Blue to back off would do wonders."
And he was right. Yellow hated being invited to crazy parties, and even worse, being set up on random dates with strangers. In snowstorms. She was lucky that Red turned out to be a nice guy.
"I mean, you do have a point," Yellow quietly replied. "I'll give it a try."
Red laughed in response. "I wouldn't worry too much! Think of the possibilities in this!"
Little did they know of what would come out from this, and little did they realize what was going to happen. Even though their little plot would work, it would also go horribly correct. The two remained in the small restaurant until their check came, innocently making small chat about various topics in their life.