The conversation starts. I'm buzzing in my seat words suddenly turn into mush, I try to simmer not bubble over.
"Hi" you start with a smile and I'm done for,
Our talks grow relentless, teasing, banter and jokes. I made a friend.
I, I made a friend.
*blinks* my ears go red and my heart tumbles over itself. I clench my fist, your words fly over my head,
"Pardon me would you mind repeating yourself?" I ask nervously
You stare almost knowingly, deep brown eyes that swallow me up.
"Sure" you smile.
I've always been weak to a pretty smile.
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