Flirty Waiter

you were at a classmates wedding, not one of your close friends but still, they invited you and you figured, why not? so you went...and remembered exactly why you shouldnt have gone. your classmates chattered amongst themselves animatedly as you sat down at the table desginated for friends of the bride. you poured yourself another glass of ros'e and sighed for the umpteenth time, waiting for the food to be served. as you play around with the flower arrangements, tucking a small white rose into your hair you glance up and make eye contact with one of the waiters. his smile can make you weak in the knees, a telltale sign that he's bad news...and also a welcome distraction from the awkwardness at the table. you watch as he approaches your table, his eyes never darting away from yours. you blush from the intensity and he notices, his smile growing.