“What do you say? Well you have lunch with me?” He asked, staring at me expectantly. I bit my bottom lip as I tried to think of what to do. I honestly didn’t feel hungry anymore because the butterfly feeling was starting to overwhelm me again.
I was just about to tell him I should probably go when he dropped his voice and said “It’s nice seeing you in reality.” And just when I thought he was done he added “It gives me real memories of you.” For a moment his face had a far off expression and I could tell he was trying to distance himself from me. As if my answer could cause him great pain or grief if I were to answer in the opposite way he was hoping. But, he quickly shook it off and returned to his playboy smile before saying, “But don’t let me influence your decision. I will be fine eit
