I sighed as I sat on a bench in front of my hotel. 

 

“Where is she?” I thought as I waited for my friend, Lily, to return from her blind date. 

 

I continued to look up and down the street with hopes to see her walking in my direction. No such luck. 

 

I looked at my watch--11:30 p.m. She was supposed to be back by 10. Why did I let her take the only key the front desk gave us. I had assumed that my date would have gone better than hers and she would have gotten back before I did…but it turned out that I got stood up by my date and spent most of the evening in a bookstore reading comics until closing. 

 

When I returned to the hotel and didn’t find Lily at our room yet, I attempted to get a spare key from the clerk but he seemed too interested in flirting with a co-worker than in helping me so I returned outside to sit and wait for Lily. 

 

Another half hour passed and as I began to nod off I felt a tap on my shoulder. I jumped up in surprise...