James
The girl approaches me.
“Do you have a lighter?” She asked, and waited for me to light her cigarette but I just passed her the lighter.
“Thank you.”
She smiles and I take it back, hope that she won’t continue speaking to me, or making small talk. When you go for a cigarette, that's your time and space. It’s not a time to talk to random strangers to pass the time. When you smoke you want to enjoy it. It can’t happen while talking to annoying strangers .
It’s definitely not my lucky night because she starts speaking.
Maybe I could just leave and tell Chris I am heading home. I don’t have a lot to unpack but still, it will be a great excuse.
“You are James, right?” She asks just as I am about to get away from here.
“Yeah?” I look at her better. I definitely don’t recognize t
