Damian
The moment I walked into the bar, I felt eyes on me. I was looking for a lead and I wasn't expecting to meet anyone who would recognize me or what I was there for.
But getting that feeling as if someone was watching me, was cold.
I found the pair of eyes and my world almost stopped moving.
How come? Was it fate or what? She was sitting there having a drink with someone I didn't know.
I stopped in my tracks and we just watched each other over the room. Until her friend turned and saw what the object of her distraction was.
I pulled my eyes away from her and looked across the bar. The man I was looking for wasn't in. Yet. I had intentionally chose to arrive early so that I could watch him walk in.
There was no one else staring at me so the eyes were solely from her. I walked to
