-Would you mind me asking for your number?
-I'm sorry, but I cant give out personal information at work.
-Here.
He gives her a tiny piece of paper with his number on it. Smiles and walks away. The girl looks at me, and I just kinda smirk.
-Should I call him?
-Do you have a boyfriend?
-Yes.. but (pause).
-Call him, he will be happy.
-You think so?
-Hey, I'm just a random guy who's sitting on a curb, what do I know?
-I think you do.. (at that moment, I realize why I even said anything at first. This girl remind me of emily! My old friend, who's the most interesting person ever.)
-You will know, maybe he is your future husband.
She laughs.
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
She goes back inside.
On my ride back home, I am thinking that I might of just made two people happy, or at least one, for a little bit..I never had that kind of conversation with anybody, and I'm thinking "why the fuck did I just say all of that stupid shit?" I'm not sure. I have a feeling she is going to call him and go out on a date. He seems like a nice guy. They will be happy... I feel weird because because I'm cheering for "I don't know you" person, and I am totally fine with it. I guess I'm becoming less of an asshole.
Five minutes later, some fucker almost smashes into me, I wish he would crash. Back to normal I guess..
1 comment:
ahhhh hahahaha
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