[ WP ] You meet somebody who you believe is/was trapped in a Groundhog Day style 24-hour time loop .

She's here again. 
 
 That blonde girl with the scarf. She's browsing the pages of a potential book at her usual table in the bookstore. 
 
 It feels like I've walked up to her one hundred times before. Each time I ask her for coffee, and each time she just acts annoyed and says no. Sometimes without even acknowledging me. 
 
 It feels so real, but it's never actually happened. I know it has n't. It's just my brain playing me worst-case scenarios. 
 
 But she's here. And I told myself if I saw her again I would do it. I'll actually ask her out to coffee. Fuck the anxiety. Let's do it. 
 
 Trying to protrude confidence, I walk up to her in a hurried pace. She looks up at me before I can even speak. I panic immediately. 
 
 `` Uh, would you like to get coffee with me?'' I manage to say in the worst choice of inflection possible. 
 
 `` Well are n't you persistent?'' she asks, clearly amused. 
 
 ``....Yes?'' I guess. 
 
 She sighs but keeps looking at me. Somehow this feels like it's going well. She looks down at her book then back at me. 
 
 `` Maybe I should give you a chance, huh?'' 
 
 `` Yes,'' I repeat. It's really the only word I know at this moment. 
 
 She laughs. I laugh along too. I go for it. 
 
 `` How about tomorrow at, uh, Common Grounds at, say 11?'' 
 
 She gives a quick nose exhale of amusement, then smirks. 
 
 `` Yeah, tomorrow at 11 sounds good. I'll meet you there.'' 
 
 I ca n't help but beam. She smiles too then looks back down at her book. Luckily I knew to take my victory and walked away. 
 
 Tomorrow! It's actually happening tomorrow! I took the chance and it worked! 
 
 
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 She's here again.
