He’s giving dreamy feels and I’m here for it.
Darby had laughed at first. Silly internet. However, it hadn’t stopped and more messages had come in. It made her mildly uncomfortable and she’d watched the video back just to make sure. Archie wasn’t clearly identifiable if you didn’t know him, but if you did, you would possibly recognise him. She thought about removing the vlog, but it had done so well and the comments had made it very obvious there was a man in it.
Her phone buzzed again. She flipped it over.
Penny:Loved the vlog. Archie looked good.
Darby:Thanks. I didn’t expect anyone to notice!
Penny:Too late now.
Darby:I know. Should I be worried?
Penny:About what? That people can see you're happy?
Darby:About putting him in a video without asking. What if he minds?
Penny:Did you identify him by name? Did I miss that?
Darby:No, but think maybe you can see it's him if you know him.
Penny:Darbs, you were at a public event. It's not like you filmed him in his pants.
Darby:True. **** I have a feeling about this. I knew I should have checked.
Penny:Fair point. What does he think about the channel generally?
Darby:We haven't really talked about it. He doesn't do social media.
Penny:Ahh. That could be interesting.
Darby:What do you mean?
Penny:Nothing. Just that some people find it all a bit much.
Darby:Now I'm properly worried.
Penny:Don't be. If he likes you, he'll be fine with it. If he doesn't, better to find out now.
Darby:Helpful, thanks.
Penny:I'm just saying, don't change what you're doing for a man. The channel is yours.
Darby:I wasn't planning to.
Penny:Good. How was the lighthouse thing?
Darby:Lovely, actually. Really lovely.
Penny:See? Stop worrying.
Acouple of days later, the video had continued to do well. It had gathered views, subscribers and comments and Darby had received messages from all over the place. What she hadn’t had was a message from Archie. Assuming that he was busy with work, she’d sent a few texts with absolute radio silence in return. Things did not bode well. The next day, he cancelled dinner.
Archie:Hey. Bit snowed under with a build. I need to cancel dinner.
No kiss. Blunt and direct. Just that.
Darby had stared at the message, heart thudding and had known that something was up. She’d responded, but had received nothing back. Trying to put it down to the fact that he was busy, something told her it wasn’t that at all. After a day of torture, she’d cracked and called him. It had rung four times and then gone to voicemail. After another try, the same thing had happened, so she’d decided to leave a message.
