Stellma Red
"Why did I even think this was a sound decision?" "Am I really nervous?" Ferra considering while she stares into her half-empty glass of Stellma 2013 Merlot. Not realizing as she goes to take an enormous gulp, she securely grips the stem of her glass. "Relax ... it's a blind date that your so eager friends decided to unexpectedly talk your stupid ass into." Ferra sighs while speaking subtly to herself. She feels a buzz coming from her pocket. Eagerly, she checks her phone, hoping for the worst. "A YouTube notification and three new emails," she says to herself as she sullenly places her phone back in her dress pocket. She starts to check her clothes for lint, fixing her brown tan booties, making sure the lace of her white socks shows, and adjusting the three clips holding her side part in place. She looks to check herself in her front-facing camera on her phone. She glares over, watching every two or three people who enter the door that leads to the restaurant's terrace where she's located. Ferra cups her chin underneath her hand and leans against the table. "Is it pretentious to even look over the menu to know that I am really just familiar with two items to then wait till my date gets here to then pretend to not know what the hell I'm going to order?"
