1 in the morning.
was too sleepy but feeling hungry. hauled myself to nearby fastfood.
got my food and sat across a fairly cute guy.
caught him looking at me. he smiled.
i picked up my food. sat next to him.
me: i don’t know if you’re one of those guys who need an excuse to sit with strangers but if you are, let’s agree on the medical fact that eating alone is bad for your stomach. or liver. or spleen. i really don’t know. but one of them should be right.
he turned beet-red and laughed self-consciously.
me: you don’t have to worry about me asking you for your number or where you live. i don’t have any intention of invading your life. i just want to sit next to somebody here and now. nothing more.
after a while we were talking animatedly. when he offered his number, i said no. it was more fun that way.
and i remember wondering why someone told me sometime ago that i come on too strong…