Ken did his best to mind his business, but he couldn't help but make her his business, especially with the lengthy conversation that seemed to go on across the lunchroom.
"Man, just go talk to her."
Julian quickly shook his head, never tearing his eyes off the girl he was watching across the room.
"Nah, I can't do that."
He shut his eyes briefly before turning away and leaning on the stone rail that was behind them,
"Fine, stay miserable."
Julian grimaced because he was miserable. He didn't want to, but he didn't know how to approach a woman. He didn't know what was right. He had sat at lunch with her that one time, but she wasn't too receptive toward him.
"These are for you."
"Excuse me, Langston, these are for you."
Julian turned his head to face his friend as Langston turned back around, watching the scene as it unfolded.
Langston took hold of the royal blue flower bouquet,
"For your reaction."
She quickly clarified as she lifted the camera in her hands.
Snapping two pictures,
"One for you to keep."
Langston took the picture, holding it in his hands, still looking at the flowers.
"Thank you, Langston. Bye, guys."
Langston blinked, confused, as he gently placed the bouquet on the stone. Julian was just quiet, replying to the close encounter he just witnessed replacing his friend with himself.
"Well, at least she acknowledged you."
Langston giggled to himself as he nudged his friend beside him.
"Oh, ha, once again, excuse me."
Before he could comprehend this new encounter, another one quickly followed,
"We've been bumping into each other, or I have all day. Hi, how are you? , Langston?"
Not wanting to be in this situation but not wanting to be rude, he spoke to her for a while.
Dreading heading to his table once it was over because he just knew what the fuck was going to go on.
"Langston, Langston, Langston, that's all I've heard all morning."
Julian spoke as soon as a said friend sat down, biting into his grilled cheese sandwich so aggressively that the oil from the cheese landed on the table and not on his tray.
Langston just stayed quiet.
He didn't want this to be another hemmed-up situation. He wanted to enjoy his lunch.
"Langston, I swear to God, son, you got one more time."
Langston cringed at the empty threat because this had been an ongoing thing between the two. He was just now being placed in the mix of it all, unintentionally.
He didn't have the energy to respond this time because, as he's said once before, it wasn't intentional.
"Just stay the fuck away from her!"
Julian smacked the table as he wiped the oil from it, growing with anger mainly towards himself since he hadn't had the desired interaction with his love as he had wanted, yet.
But he wasn't giving up.
Not just yet.
