Chapter 2: Barely tolerable
Chapter
2
Much to Lizzy’s surprise, Charlie Bingley turned out to be a needle in a haystack. While his messages were flirtatious in nature, he messaged Jane with a respect and manners seldom seen on a dating app. It wasn’t long before Jane was attached.
His Facebook profile afforded a better understanding of the young man, wonderfully handsome, extremely agreeable, and to crown the whole, once lockdown laws had abated, he meant to host a rather large party, to which he insisted Jane invite her whole family so he could meet them.
After one FaceTime call, Jane and Charlie hatched a plan to attach one of his best friends to Lizzy, who also happened to be his housemate.
Charlie was good looking, and gentleman like; he had a pleasant countenance and easy unaffected manners. He laughed loud, he smiled wide, and he listened to Jane as if everything she had to say was the most interesting thing ever. Lizzy was much impressed by him on their first meeting via video.
William Darcy however, on first impression, stole the show.
Will was obviously tall, muscled, with handsome features and noble bearing, chiseled jaw and icy blue eyes.
However, conversation quickly became strained, as Will refused to engage in conversation, much to Charlie’s disdain. No matter how Lizzy or Jane tried to drive the conversation, it became clear that Will was the proudest, most disagreeable man in the world.
“Come Will,” Charlie said, “I hate to see you in this stupid manner. Where’s your sense of humour? I insist you start behaving yourself!”
“I certainly shall not, you know how I detest frivolous encounters, and not interested in casual flirtation. This call was your idea, and really, I feel like a third wheel for your conversation, and there is no one on this call that has particularly grabbed my attention as worth talking too.”
“Upon my honour! We have the privilege of talking to two wonderful human beings right now! Who also happen to be uncommonly pretty!”
“You are talking to the pretty one,” Will huffed.
“I dare say!” Charlie exclaimed, shocked.
“You’ve talked me into this video chat to speak to a barely tolerable, and certainly not handsome enough to tempt me, woman. And I am no humour at present to give consequence to young ladies who have been slighted by other men. You had better return to your call and enjoy her smiles; you are wasting your time with me.”
Will promptly left the call, leaving a very mortified Charlie to try and smooth over his friend’s rudeness, and leaving Lizzy with a very strong dislike towards him. However, the three then retold the story amongst them, Lizzy with the most spirit, delighting in the ridiculous nature of the whole event.
Eventually Jane and Charlie forgot Lizzy’s presence, and she quietly left the conversation. Lizzy proceeded to call her best friend to fill her in on the particulars of the worst video blind date in history of isolation.
“Oh, Mr Darcy! Not so good at listening to his friend, is he? Poor Eliza! To only be tolerable! No, sorry, barely tolerable!” Charlotte chortled down the phone.
“If anything, I was more the third wheel than he was!” Lizzy claimed. “But I can promise you that I will never entertain the idea of becoming better acquainted with that man.”
“Hi pride,” said Charlotte, “Does not offend me so much though, as there is an excuse for it. You cannot wonder that a wealthy young man, with family fortune, good looks, and a high education with high morals, should have a high opinion of himself and guarded boundaries. If I may express, he has a right to be proud.”
“That is very true,” replied Lizzy, “and I could easily forgive his pride, had not insulted mine, the rude prick.”
“I wonder if he is more proud or more vain?” Charlotte mused, “people get those two mixed up all time. I wonder if he behaved the way he did because of his own self opinion, or because of what he worries others think of him.”
“Not my problem!” Lizzy declared. “So anyway, how’s isolation?”
“I crocheted beanies for the dogs.”
“Nice.”
Much to Lizzy’s surprise, Charlie Bingley turned out to be a needle in a haystack. While his messages were flirtatious in nature, he messaged Jane with a respect and manners seldom seen on a dating app. It wasn’t long before Jane was attached.
His Facebook profile afforded a better understanding of the young man, wonderfully handsome, extremely agreeable, and to crown the whole, once lockdown laws had abated, he meant to host a rather large party, to which he insisted Jane invite her whole family so he could meet them.
After one FaceTime call, Jane and Charlie hatched a plan to attach one of his best friends to Lizzy, who also happened to be his housemate.
Charlie was good looking, and gentleman like; he had a pleasant countenance and easy unaffected manners. He laughed loud, he smiled wide, and he listened to Jane as if everything she had to say was the most interesting thing ever. Lizzy was much impressed by him on their first meeting via video.
William Darcy however, on first impression, stole the show.
Will was obviously tall, muscled, with handsome features and noble bearing, chiseled jaw and icy blue eyes.
However, conversation quickly became strained, as Will refused to engage in conversation, much to Charlie’s disdain. No matter how Lizzy or Jane tried to drive the conversation, it became clear that Will was the proudest, most disagreeable man in the world.
“Come Will,” Charlie said, “I hate to see you in this stupid manner. Where’s your sense of humour? I insist you start behaving yourself!”
“I certainly shall not, you know how I detest frivolous encounters, and not interested in casual flirtation. This call was your idea, and really, I feel like a third wheel for your conversation, and there is no one on this call that has particularly grabbed my attention as worth talking too.”
“Upon my honour! We have the privilege of talking to two wonderful human beings right now! Who also happen to be uncommonly pretty!”
“You are talking to the pretty one,” Will huffed.
“I dare say!” Charlie exclaimed, shocked.
“You’ve talked me into this video chat to speak to a barely tolerable, and certainly not handsome enough to tempt me, woman. And I am no humour at present to give consequence to young ladies who have been slighted by other men. You had better return to your call and enjoy her smiles; you are wasting your time with me.”
Will promptly left the call, leaving a very mortified Charlie to try and smooth over his friend’s rudeness, and leaving Lizzy with a very strong dislike towards him. However, the three then retold the story amongst them, Lizzy with the most spirit, delighting in the ridiculous nature of the whole event.
Eventually Jane and Charlie forgot Lizzy’s presence, and she quietly left the conversation. Lizzy proceeded to call her best friend to fill her in on the particulars of the worst video blind date in history of isolation.
“Oh, Mr Darcy! Not so good at listening to his friend, is he? Poor Eliza! To only be tolerable! No, sorry, barely tolerable!” Charlotte chortled down the phone.
“If anything, I was more the third wheel than he was!” Lizzy claimed. “But I can promise you that I will never entertain the idea of becoming better acquainted with that man.”
“Hi pride,” said Charlotte, “Does not offend me so much though, as there is an excuse for it. You cannot wonder that a wealthy young man, with family fortune, good looks, and a high education with high morals, should have a high opinion of himself and guarded boundaries. If I may express, he has a right to be proud.”
“That is very true,” replied Lizzy, “and I could easily forgive his pride, had not insulted mine, the rude prick.”
“I wonder if he is more proud or more vain?” Charlotte mused, “people get those two mixed up all time. I wonder if he behaved the way he did because of his own self opinion, or because of what he worries others think of him.”
“Not my problem!” Lizzy declared. “So anyway, how’s isolation?”
“I crocheted beanies for the dogs.”
“Nice.”
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