For the Monthly SimLit Short Story Challenge hosted by LisaBeeSims! More information here if you’d like to participate or read other entries. The April 2022 theme was “April Fools’ facades & farces.”
Raj carefully trimmed the asparagus,
-and salted it to perfection.
Next, he would wrap it in prosciutto and pan-fry it as the perfect accompaniment to his crown roast and baked Alaska rolls. It would make the perfect meal for his date.
Recently, Raj had read about “love languages” in a magazine full of dating tips. He decided that his love language was definitely food. The more he cared about someone, the more he would cook for them.
He was definitely outdoing himself for his date tonight.
He was just placing the crown roast on the table, when he heard a dull thud outside his apartment door.
She must be here! Raj thought to himself, and he ran over to greet his date at the door.
“…Meg?!” Raj felt his heart crack like an egg, its cold goopy bits dripping down into his stomach.
“Oh… hey, Raj.” The woman in red let go of the man and grimaced. “Uh, April Fools’?”
But Raj wasn’t buying it.
“You can drop the façade, Meg,” he said glumly. “I thought you said you weren’t going to hang out with Man Bun anymore.”
“Oh, no, I’m not, that was Salim,” she explained. “This is Akira. See, he’s a different Man Bun…”
But her explanation didn’t make Raj feel any better. “Forget it,” he said. “Have a good night, Meg.”
He could still hear the two of them giggling on the other side of his door as it closed behind him.
Raj trudged miserably through the living room,
-when he heard the creak of his mother’s bedroom door open.
“Oh no, my poor, sweet boy,” Geeta said, rushing over towards her son. “What happened?”
Raj told her about Meg as he stood there and cried.
“Oh honey,” she said, scooping him up in an embrace. “You poor thing. Come, why don’t the two of us have dinner together instead? And afterwards, we’ll watch some Love is Blind, how does that sound?”
Raj nodded his head through the tears.
They sat down for a cozy, delicious dinner, and Raj could feel his spirits lifting.
They chatted, laughed, and then moved to the couch to watch Love is Blind.
At the end of the night, his mother said, “How are you feeling, honey? Better?”
Raj nodded. “Yeah. Thanks, Mom.”
“Good.” She kissed his forehead to say good night, then walked back into her bedroom.
It was their third mother-son date this week.