His eyes are pale, perhaps blue, perhaps green; he has a cold, and dark burnished gold hair thatapos;s just a little longer down his neck than the rest of his head. Itapos;s sort of wavy.
When he blows his nose itapos;s theatrical, like a foghorn on blast: PRRRRRRRRN
I wonder who he is.
The funny thing is, Iapos;m observing all this, and knowing I wonapos;t ask his name, though weapos;re sitting close enough to kiss.
Iapos;m not attracted to him.
My shyness, however, borders on, if not encompasses, the pathetic.
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