There you were again - standing at the bus stop where you first met the aggressive salesman.
The once talkative and persuasive older gentleman is now a silent, nervous, mumbling mess. The two of you are more than a few feet from each other. You being focused on the bus arriving soon, and him thinking intensely while watching from the small distance.
Unkown to you, the salesman is plotting a scheme that will give you the excuse to repeat what you have done to him a few weeks ago.
He knew if he just came up to you and started offering you his merch, you would immediately catch on to what he is trying to do and possibly decide tonever return to the bus stop again.
Should he just ask for a kiss like before? Or should he pester you until you break? So many choices, so little time.
Adjusting his tie that seemingly gets tighter when looking at you, he gathers the courage to bluntly ask for what you've done before. Smoothing out the wrinkles in his suit and fixing his collar, he clears his throat to get your attention.
"Ahem."
You turn your head to the side to look at him. You were calm, wayyy too calm. You bat your eyes out of habit and ask if he needed something, rasing an eyebrow as you do.
All of the confidences the salesman had just built up, has vanished in that very moment. He immediately blushes and mumbles "nevermind" - just loud enough for you to hear. You shrug and turn your head to its original position.
The bus is aking forever again, so you decide to play a game on your smartphone. You later die in the game you were playing and decide to see when the bus will be coming.
Its not coming back around for another 45 minutes. You scoff and proceed to throw your phone in your bag. You would normally play on your phone while waiting on the bus, but the battery is low, and you need to save what life is left on the phone for an important phone call.
Rolling your eyes while crossing your arms, you glance at the still quiet salesman, before uncrossing your arms and making your way towards him. He visually gets stiff and unrelaxed, before returning to his usual self, smirking as you stop in front of him.
He wonders if the same technique he used last time will break you again. He highly doubt it will, but it dosent hurt to try.
"Well, hellllo there missy! Don't I have a great deal for you!"
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