Continuation of Friday 5th, October
I had bumped into someone.
I was never a clumsy person, really.
But I had bumped into someone.
And that truly surprised me.
"Oh. It's you again." A familiar voice said.
"Mike? Is that you?" I ask.
"Yes, it is. And - whoa. You look lile shit. What happened?" He asks, looking at my bleeding face.
"Got into a fight." I reply, curtly.
"You look like you need help. You always seems to be in trouble. I know, how about you call me when you're in trouble?"
He's asking to give his number.
He's hot as fuck so of course I say,
"Yes!"
He brings a slip if paper out and hurriedly writes his name and number down.
"Look, stop getting into trouble. You've bumped into me so many times, I can't keep count. Be careful." He warns me.
But I know how unsafe this world is.
"Okay. Thanks."
I look down at his number and smile.
***
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