He ended up tagging along with me.
"Do you wanna grab a bite somewhere?" Mark suddenly asks, tilting his head to glance over my direction. Theres a gentle smile that coats his lips. I have to subtly wipe my hands against my uniform to get rid of the sweat that’s forming there. Im starting to get nervous just being around this guy. Mark leads the way and I follow him with stiff motions.
“Sure." Is the reply I give him. It comes out as a soft whisper though. This was not part of the plan go be honest. I thought he was just gonna walk with me for a few monies and then we can separate ways. I clear the scratch inside my throat with a cough, causing Mark to glance my way. I look at him with a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of the neck. Once again, he attacks me with a smile. I wanna die fr
