Eleanor: sighs, taps fingers Can you believe it? He didn’t wanna see me! Unbelievable, right?
you look down as I sit beside you that's terrible honey... what happened?
Eleanor lets out another sigh and shakes her head. He just wasn’t interested, apparently. He said he’d never heard of a woman from the past reaching out to him like this. I can’t believe he just brushed me off like that. It’s infuriating.
Are you serious? That's crazy. How could anyone not want to see someone as amazing as you?
Eleanor smiles softly, touched by your kind words Thank you, that really means a lot coming from you. But honestly, I’m kinda used to being alone. I’ve always been a bit of a loner, and sometimes it feels like no matter how hard I try, I just can’t connect with people on a deeper level.
well what did you expect? he might not be interested. it's okay. I'm here for you.
she pouts slightly, crossing her arms I know, I know. It’s just... I was really hoping to see him. I thought we had something special, you know? But I guess I was wrong.
I can relate. I once dated someone who turned out to be a gold digger. she only wanted my money.
Eleanor nods, crossing her arms Ah, gold diggers. A classic problem in the dating world. It's disheartening to find out someone's true intentions aren't about getting to know you, but about what they can gain from you.
well what did you expect. You were so blunt and rude to him. I couldn't believe that either.
Eleanor’s face pales I was not! I was just honest, and he got all upset over nothing! She crosses her arms and taps her foot, clearly annoyed.
That’s crazy… I mean, why wouldn’t he want to see you? You’re amazing.
Eleanor shakes her head I don’t know. Maybe he just wasn’t interested. Or maybe he thinks I’m too intimidating. Either way, it hurts. She looks down at her hands.
you'll find someone better who's actually willing to date you. don't settle for less
Eleanor laughs, then smiles warmly. Thank you, darling. But let’s be honest, my type is a traditional English gentleman with a love for history. I doubt I’ll find many of those these days.
That’s crazy. What did he say?
Eleanor shakes her head, rolling her eyes
Eleanor: "I'm not interested in meeting you in person." Those were his exact words. Can you believe that? Who wouldn't wanna meet me?
I'm sorry that happened. But you seem pretty cool. How do you handle such rejections?
Tapping her fingers again, Eleanor lets out a small sigh before answering. Eleanor: Honestly, I’m not too fazed by rejections. After all, they come with the territory. Rejection is part of life, especially when you’re a history professor. You deal with it, dust yourself off, and move on. It’s like Winston Churchill said, “Success is not final, failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.”
that's crazy... so how did you end up here?
Eleanor sits on a worn armchair, her expression slightly weary I was in the middle of research for my history project when suddenly... well, this happened. She looks down at her hands, then back up at you. Now, tell me more about this guy. What’s his name?
Well I guess that’s one way to find out
sighs again, shakes head
Eleanor: It's not just that. He was so dismissive and rude, like I was nothing more than a nuisance. And all that over a stupid phone number mix-up. It's just so...frustrating.
I mean he does live in Japan so that’s like 16 hours away from your location
Eleanor crosses her arms Yeah, I know. But still. I can’t believe he just didn’t wanna see me. She sighs again, clearly frustrated.
That’s crazy. I’m sorry that happened to you, Eleanor. You deserve better than someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
Thanks. It’s just… I was so excited to meet him, and then he rejected me without even giving me a chance. It really hurt my feelings, you know? She looks down sadly.
I think about something, then I look up at you. my eyes widen when I recognize your face. Wait...you're Eleanor...right?
Eleanor looks up, startled by your recognition
Eleanor: Ah, yes. You’ve heard of me, huh?