The path I walked down was fairly quiet compared to a Saturday or Sunday. I was on a walk, for no particular reason, just needed some air. I scanned the few walkers ahead and looked around a bit. My eyes flashed to a bench with a man on his phone, not unusual. Although, he seemed familar. I didn't want to stare but I looked back and I knew instantly who it was.
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I stood there processing the thought and walked over to the bench and sat down next to him. He looked at me and flashed an innocent smile. Then went back to looking at his phone. "Hi, I don't mean to bother you but, I'm Mikaylah." I said nervously. "Oh no its fine, I'm-" "I know who you are, well I, I'm sorry, I'm a fan of your work." My face began to turn red. He looked at me and giggled. "I'd still like to be somewhat formal. I'm Brendon." He said putting out his hand. I shook it and smiled. He looked back at his phone for a couple seconds and then put it in his pocket. I managed to choke out, "do you think we could like, hang out sometime?" He seemed unsure of the situation. "You know, it's fine nevermind. We just met." I said, nodding my head. "Actually, it doesn't sound like a bad idea." He let out a small laugh. I was a bit shocked but happy. "Oh, uh, here." I said as I scribbled my number onto a small piece of paper I had had in my pocket (don't ask). "I'll be sure to call, meet up soon?" Brendon asked. "Definitely." I smiled and walked back down the path.
