I had a lecture today. Meaning "Central" had to be left alone for a couple hours.
It was so weird, letting a stranger stay in my house like this unattended. But he gave me the money, though I didn't particularly care for that. I wanted my reasons, my real reasons. Not some glossed-over response.
"I'mma get goin' now, yeah?" I tell him as I fix an earring in my ear. He didn't respond but rather stared at me. His eyes held intention I had never really seen before; they drank me in, sipping from head to toe until the cup was empty. I don't know what I did to get him to stare like this but, I wished he'd stop. For my own sake.
"You go to uni dressed like that?" He asks, sounding like he was in disbelief. What was there to not believe? I look down at my outfit, trying to see the issue.
