Another day. Another boring lunch break. At least I get to enjoy a coffee and my favorite
muffin. Gotta appreciate the little things. What's been going on with me recently though?
I'm so distracted. I bet it's because I saw that really cute guy on the train. Talk about
a missed opportunity. Can I even say that? I probably wouldn't have done anything. Let's
be real. But I'm not gonna think about that now. I have my chocolate chip caramel muffin
here to help heal my soul. Something yummy to sweeten up this mediocre rainy day. Warm,
sugary. Oh my gosh. I hope no one saw that. Wow. I'm fumbling today. Wait, what is he
doing here? How is he? I was just thinking about him and now... Oh no. I hope he didn't
see me fail at eating a muffin. I am not a well functioning human being. Okay, great.
He didn't notice me at all. But I sure noticed you. You handsome devil. Maybe I should stop
crushing on him so hard. I've seen him like what? Once before? Why am I so infatuated?
It's not his looks alone, right? I mean, maybe. It's not like we've actually had a conversation.
I at least know he reads the same books as I do. Well, one of them. But how are we in
the same coffee shop now? Only a couple days after our first meeting. If you could even
call it a meeting. All he did was smile. And all I did was melt into a pathetic little
puddle. Seriously though, same coffee shop? I've never seen him here before. So maybe
he is new in town. Oh, what is he? What is he ordering? I think I think I can see if
I close one almost knocked over my coffee. I I should relax. I don't need to draw any
more attention to myself. Especially after that choking episode. I should probably stop
staring too. Well, maybe just a bit longer. He's wearing the same scarf. Oh my god, you're
so cute. You know that? All snug for this cold, wet day. You know, if it gets chilly,
you could always come to me. We could cuddle up all nice and close. I'd warm you right
up. I what? Oh, wait, he's going to sit down. Um, um, I need to let me look somewhere else.
At least he's not sitting in front of me like last time. Now I can admire him in relative
safety. That's, that's weird. I'm weird. I think I should just finish my muffin and leave
before I make things any worse. And it's too late. He's looking my way. Um, me? Hi. Hi,
I guess. Cheers to you too. Maybe I should do a little bit of a wait. Oh, that was terrible.
But does he actually remember me from the train ride? Is this like a second opportunity?
Okay. Okay. Maybe I can do this. He's seen me. He remembers me. All I need to do is walk
up and say hi for real. That's not that hard, is it? Wait, but wait, what am I going to
say afterwards? And can I even do this? Like, am I allowed? What if, what if he's waiting
for someone? Okay, no, I need to do this for me. If I don't, I could possibly lose my mind.
Not that I'm not already losing it. I'm going to do it. I'll do it. I'll do it. I'll get
up and I'll ouch. I'll get up and just knock my leg on the table. Okay, I'm not going to
do it. I can't. All that fake confidence lost in an instant. I just need to get out. I need
to leave. I hope he didn't see that. I could not have messed this up more. I'm going to
grab my stuff and I'm leaving now. Just please don't look at me on my way out.