Yuma
Don Juan
It was weird.
I saw her on the way to my campus's cafeteria this morning going to breakfast. I walked with her and one of her girl friends and we talked for a minute. She smiled a lot and moved really close to me when we were talking, almost abandoning her friend.
The usual how was your day yesterday, what did you do, yada yada i wanna fvck you, etc.
ANYWAY. we get inside and i say "more important than what you did yesterday, what are you doing saturday?"
"oh nothing. i don't have any plans."
"well. i can fix that. "
what follows is the only time out of god knows how many times that this number-get has failed:
do you have a phone?
does that phone have a number?
what is it?/or some variation
she blushes. I mean, she flushed BRIGHT the fvck red and giggles to the point of unintelligibility. She, smiling and not saying a word, walks off.
how in god's name do I proceed after this? I'm pretty sure it'd be beating a dead horse unless someone's got some ideas.
I saw her on the way to my campus's cafeteria this morning going to breakfast. I walked with her and one of her girl friends and we talked for a minute. She smiled a lot and moved really close to me when we were talking, almost abandoning her friend.
The usual how was your day yesterday, what did you do, yada yada i wanna fvck you, etc.
ANYWAY. we get inside and i say "more important than what you did yesterday, what are you doing saturday?"
"oh nothing. i don't have any plans."
"well. i can fix that. "
what follows is the only time out of god knows how many times that this number-get has failed:
do you have a phone?
does that phone have a number?
what is it?/or some variation
she blushes. I mean, she flushed BRIGHT the fvck red and giggles to the point of unintelligibility. She, smiling and not saying a word, walks off.
how in god's name do I proceed after this? I'm pretty sure it'd be beating a dead horse unless someone's got some ideas.